5 kaa loura un ki gand par rakha aur ek jatka diya to maa ki main sirf topa hi gaya tha to maa kay muh say to chikhon barish hogayi main agle char dak... main apna maa ki gand main daal diya to woh jaisay jalrahi thi ooo aaa irfaaaan too ooohhhiii chorday kutayyyy main maa ki kameez ko ek jatkay main paar diya unhone bra bhi nahin pahni hui thi main un pith ko chatnay laga aur dus min kay bad main jarha nahin main ko sidha kiya aur kaa kiss kiya aur kiss kay saath main un mummay itnay jor dabay. Soon we stumbled onto my bed, his weight pressing me down, his legs trusting between mine. His arm comes off my waist and he strokes my head, the hand across my lips doesn’t move. My rooms a lot lighter than my hall as the window looks out into the street, the light from a lamp making it almost bright. I look at his face for the first time in two weeks and am shocked at what I see. His once bright eyes are puffy and red like he hasn’t slept in who knows how long, the alcohol making the whites. With my jeans skirt even then it didn'tlook bad. I considered whether I ought to put on the blue pleated skirtor simply not wear a skirt at all, when I heard Mom come in.On my way to greet her it occurred to me that I looked a little strangedressed just in tights. No idea why. Maybe I was already accustomed toalways wearing a skirt over them."Hi, Mom," I greeted her."Hello Andrea." She didn't seem to be in the best mood. "I was just atMoni's to get your things. Allegedly she doesn't have them. " I'd rather not hear any more," said Harry Westin."Yes you do," said Lyndy, unleashing her long thick blonde hair. "I plan on giving you a full demonstration. Help me move the table."Transfixed and stunned by the implications, Harry remained sitting while Lyndy stood and grabbed the table. "I don't understand," he said."Come on. The table's heavy." They moved it out from the booth."Unzip me please," she said, turning her back to him."Are you sure?" asked Harry."Very."He unzipped her."Oh my.