We don’t have extra room too.Ratan – Yes.Mom – Keep this magazine away, Ratan. You are just here for two days. Let us make love.Ratan – Hehe, ...ut Raj is sleeping here only. Isn’t it risky?Mom – He doesn’t get up once he is sleeping.I was shocked hearing mom’s words saying, ‘Let’s make love.’ I was sure they had been having an affair for some time now. I pretended to sleep and was unsure how to turn my face to their side. I was nervous as I didn’t want to see mom make out.Suddenly I saw mom. One would think that a young, red-blooded man who had his own personal sex kitten would be fucking her brains out every damn day at every possible moment, but that's just your lack of imagination, my friend. For instance, I don't believe that my asshole unscrewed from its lock-tight position for three days.As I patrolled the grounds night by night, memories forgotten came rushing back. There was the time when my platoon was ordered into the streets of Caracas to take the president's palace.. "Yasmin, I couldn't help but notice that you were waiting outside the door before class and you hardly acknowledged me when you entered the room? That’s not like you. Is everything OK?" I couldn't come up with a creative reason so I just said, "I'm sorry Rach, I just wasn't feeling so good." Rach was really nice if I said I wasn't feeling so good and predictably she held her arms out for a hug, I accepted her hug as I always do, she smelt fantastic as usual, but this time I could smell. The girls felt their fathers' pain, but they had their own feelings to deal with too... much less developed feelings... but just as passionate. Passion doesn't wait for age. It flows through young bodies just as strongly as through older ones.Now, hearing their fathers laughing, even though they didn't know what was driving that laughter, the girls relaxed a little. Things didn't seem so deadly serious any more, if their fathers could laugh like that. Things didn't seem so scary any more, as.