Calvin said nothing in return. He remainedmotionless as Bull walked away and quietly grabbed the piece of hardglass wrapped with the bed sheets and ca...tiously hid it in his back bythe waistline. Five layers of fabric were all it had to protectCalvin from cutting himself, but even if that happened, it would stillbe worth it if he got what he wanted."So you did what I asked you to. Nice one, kid," Bull congratulated asCalvin entered the kitchen. He had gotten a pressure cooker and asmaller pan. With a little encouragement, the young woman was quite happy to speak about herself. Violet got the impression that she was entering into an exciting new phase of her life, and she was socially obligated to never talk about herself.“It is so kind of Lord Richard to invite us here, Grandmother and me,” she said. “Mother needs a little time alone. She misses Father so much. I do, as well, of course, and so does Grandmother. He was her son, after all. But we have had our mourning. Mother has had. But she was not there to accept my glass.She was lying in my bed and said she was tired and just wanted to lie down for some time. Me bahoot thuggayi hoom, thoda let javoon. I sat near her. I noticed she was a buxum girl in her early twenties, big boobs, flat navel, nice make up her blouse which was specially made for the dance with lot of shining materials.I was pinching her and she just unhooked her blouse and her boobs which were in the bra were projecting up. I asked her whether I may help. "Oh really what?" Steven wanted to know. "Oh really I'm a dweeb or Oh really I shaved my balls?" Now it was my turn to go slightly red. "Both" I simply replied, and then added quietly "would you show me?" Steven stared at me. "You want me to show you my balls? Here in mum and dad's bedroom?" I think I surprised him so much that he then just said. "Fine. At least one girl gets to see them." Having said that he unbuckled his jeans, let them drop to the ground and pulled him shorts down around his.