Maine kaha meri chudaasi raani itni jaldi bhi kya hai abhi to main poori taraah garam hi nahi hua abhi teri choot ko zara chakh kar to dekhun tab aunt... ne kaha kya matlab? Maine kaha yaar abhi phle teri choot ki chusaayi to kar loon aunty ne kaha yaani tum meri choot ko choosoge? Kya aisa bhi kiya jaata hai? Itni gandi jagaah par tum apne hoth lagaaoge aur na sirf choomoge balki choosoge bhi?Tab maine kaha waaaaah meri rando itne bade, bade bachhe ho gaye aur aaj tak bur nahi chuswaayi ho? Tab. Blaylock’s perfume—vaguely resembling fresh-baked bread--and recovered my senses.“You’d have to do it in the dark,” Mrs. Blaylock explained, “and there’s no talking. It has to be impersonal, so you and your partner don’t recognize each other.”“What if a girl ... doesn’t want to do it?”“Well, that’s not an option; the captain wants the population built up now, before you boys get older and nuclear families start re-forming with husbands and wives. You can imagine, a husband wouldn’t necessarily. We won't get any tanning in if we don't go." I was desperate to leave."Well, we could always start next week," she mused."No, no, you said you've got to get started right away." I suppose you're right," she relented, with a funny little smile. "Let's go then," and she sashayed off down the aisle. Gosh, what a tease. I had trouble catching up to her because my debilitating boner had resurged watching her swaying behind as she walked away.When we returned to the car, she insisted that I drive. “Again?” She sighed as she hung up her phone. “I have to go,” she said as she stood up and started to grab her things. John followed her and asked, “everything alright?” “I don’t know. It might be theft, but it could also just be an inventory mishap. Finish dinner without me, okay. I’ll be back in an hour or so.” She kissed him on the cheek, said goodbye to me, and then left. With my mom gone, I figured that I can eat my dinner in my room. I picked up my glass of water and just as I was about.