We hit it off great from the get go. Mario was one year younger than me and we both seemed to like the same things, same cartoons, same board games, t...e same outside games. We became inseparable and while we had our fights now and then we remained best friends through grammar school and high school. By our second year in high school we began to drift apart physically. Mario was very sports oriented and while I enjoyed watching sports and occasionally play a bit, I was really not a jock. He. “But you should hear them when they go at it.”“Alright, alright,” her father says, holding up his hands to stop her from saying anymore. “I’ve heard enough.” Just where did my innocent child go and who is sitting in front of me?“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she says, looking at him with sad looking eyes. “Did I embarrass you?”It is Leon’s turns to laugh now. “No. I am just not interested in hearing about your mother’s sex romps with her husband.”Silence falls over them as they just sit and stare at one. Let me tell you about Vashishth sir, he is 5.9″ tall a little stocky and has small man boobs, he also has some hair on body not much but noticeable. He always used to wear a tee and track pants whenever he came to my place as he lived nearby. His tee always flaunted his chubby chest. My father when they met used to tease him telling that he is lucky as he can see boobs whenever he wanted. Once my father had to go out of town for a month on a business trip and my brother had his exams so he. Leave your Mum to me. You sort things out for yourself. Just don’t lose your temper and start a shouting match.”“I’ll do my best,” I promised him.“I’ve never known you do any less than that son,” he replied, I thought he sounded rather proud.We arrived home in just over half an hour.I was greeted warmly by my brother and sister, but Mum just glared at me.“Well, young man, what do you have to say for yourself?”“Hello Mum, nice to see you too.”“Don’t you talk back to me young man,” she.