Vo boli bhaiya ye gandi book hai isko nahi padhna.maine muskuraate hue kaha agar gandi hai to phir tumhara ek haath panty ke andar kyun tha bolo…..v... bhi muskura di aur apni nazaren niche kar li.maine apne hath se uski thodi par hath lagate hue muskurakar bola………bolo……..bolo….gandi hai to kyun padh rahi thi.?maine uski muskuraahat ka faayada uthaya aur usko jaldi se lips par ek kiss kar diya.vo ye dekhkar hairaan rah gayi aur boli bhiya aap ye kya kar rahe ho main aapki bahin hun.maine kaha jab. There were people all around, loud music pounding in my head. Orange flames flickered in the distance, probably the center of the craziness. I stumbled into something hard and groaned. It was a tree. And it was the only thing really helping me to stand right now.Where was I? What was going on?I pushed myself off of the tree and staggered away from the madness. There was a structure; I couldn't really see it from here. Fuck. What was happening? I moved as fast as I could toward the shelter, away. Lekin kaafi der guzar jane k baad jab who bahar nhi aai to mein ne darwaze se kaan laga liya under se kuch sexi voices aa rahi thee like aaaahhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhh hmmmmmmmm. Mein samajh gaya k kuch to ho raha he mein idher udher dekhnay laga k kahin se koi aisee jaga nazar aae jahan se mein unko dekh sakoon. Achanak mujhe khidki (window) me aik hole nazar aaya aur me wahan se unko dekhne laga wo dono bilkul nangi thee un k kapday side wali chair per rakhay huway thay aur wo lesbian enjoy ker. But really they are Papa, Dad and Father to all of us. Dad calls it 'legal fiction to keep the scribes busy'."Good job, dude!" Papa came over and ruffled my hair. "Nobu, that was awesome!" He gave my brother a hug. "I'm just sorry the Brain Trust missed it." I'm sure she'd rather be here." Dad replied. "William, a rather large number of people want family portraits like the one of the Hondas. You may need a larger studio soon."I had done them like the ancient kings and queens, facing each.