Our grandfather and his family were left to live on the little savings they had.My father and my aunt (my father’s sister) who were born after the f...eedom of India, saw a large house that was in shambles, fancy clothes in tatters and little to feed the stomachs. My grandfather made the best decision of his life; he sent my dad to a government school for western schooling. However my aunt (Phoopo) was made to stay at home, just learning the Koran and doing household chores, since Muslim girls. My best friend and I discovered porn and masturbation together. My mom didn’t watch what we were doing too closely, so we used to jerk off down my basement like all the time. We would get a Playboy or some other skin mg and just go to town. He would catch his load in his hand and dump it down the sink (what a waste) but I would usually shoot my load on the floor(another waste) or sometimes accidentally cum in my pants….I guess mom was able to figure out what was going on. We used to dry hump. I'm done fucking around too.'"Mom about shit, sorry again. Mom was not pleased. She started ranting and raving about how everyone had taken Jay's side and how everyone was against her. Dad handed her the phone book and told her to look under 'L' for Lawyers. He told her to pick anyone she wanted and he'd find someone else. Then he told me to pack a bag because we were headed to a hotel then we'd look for an apartment today."Mom got pretty quiet pretty quick. We stayed there last night, but Dad. Me-to ab kya ho gaya av v kar sakti hoSoni-to fir chalo mere ghr mein vodka hai piyogeMe-why not?Fir mein market se jake ek fanta ka bada bottle leke aya aur ek condom ka pkt.Jab mein uske ghr pe aya to wo table saza rahi thi sayad wo v pure mood mein thi.Me-cholo fir tumhare kuch purane din yad karte hain.To usne fat se peg banaya aur humne cheeersss karke pine lage usne to ek hi ghoot mein pii liya pura glass. Aisa karte karte 3peg hua.Soni-tumhari koi gf nahin haiMe-tumhe kaise.