Phir maine socha chodo unki bhi life hai . Phir door bell baji or bahar dudh wala tha muje laga abh mom ake nighty phenegi but vho ayse hi door k pass...gyi or kholke sirf apna mhu bahar krke kaha de do vho bhaiya mom ka pura khula hath dekh kuch socha or kaha ki madam pani milega ek glass mom ne kaha ruko or vho pani lene gyi usne halka sa darwaza kholke dekhne laga or usko mhu khula reh gaya mom ne kaha andar ajao or yahi pee lo vho andar aya or ghure jaa raha tha mom ko or pani ka glass lene k. “Two turtle doves,” he sang loudly.“I thought doves were white. Are those real?”“Nah; they’re bogus. They look good, though.”“Just so long as they don’t make a mess on my carpet.”Day 3 - 12-15Joey woke to an odd clucking sound. He sat up and looked around his room. “What. The. Fuck?” He dragged himself downstairs and found Seto arranging a quincunx of postage stamps. “Are there chickens in my bedroom?”“Hens, actually.” Seto continued to read his Kindle. “French hens, to be precise.”“And, yeah,. Has been since she was fifteen." You?" Yes. Since just after I started going out with Jim."Lauren picked up the soap and washed her arms and shoulders. Emma copied her, rubbing the big bar across her breasts and down to her navel."Want me to wash you?" asked Lauren."Yeah. That would be fun!" said Emma, grinning. "Shall I stand up?" OK, I'll do you legs first then your bottom." Lauren gripped her shins between her hands and rubbed up to her knees, first one leg then the other, her gaze lifting. She turned and washed her face at the kitchen sink. She dried her face and hands. Then she turned back to me and quietly said, "I'm sorry."She looked like she wanted to say more. She looked so pitiful that I couldn't stand it. I took her back in my arms and whispered, "It's okay, mom. I know."I felt her breath catch. I could almost hear her heart beating. She shivered and then she slipped from my arms and fell to her knees right in front of me.I reached down and helped her up and guided her to.