What now?” I asked.“I think we should go together,” she said. “At the same time.”“Okay.”She reached for the hem of her shirt. I could se... her face getting pink. I did the same thing. Reach for my shirt, I mean. Now that I think about it, maybe I got a little pink, too.“On three,” she said.“Okay.”“One ... two... three!“We both pulled. I almost ripped my ears off trying to get my shirt over my head so I could see.There they were. Her previous flashing of me had been so unexpected I hadn’t. For the last sixteen years he had down graded my mother to the point that, she was thinking of killing herself.It was nothing for him to look at her and say things like, " Damn you’re a fat fucking pig," or " I wish you would learn to fuck so I didn’t have to go out and find pussy." The one that really hurt Mom was, " I guess I could fuck you in the ass so, I don’t have to see your face."Many night I sat up, holding Mom, rocking her and telling her he was wrong. That she was a pretty lady and. And I asked her that can we celebrate our SUHAGRAT at this wedding occasion. She smiled but she didn’t said anything and went away.After some time I went to washroom by the time Shruti also came there and to my luck no one was there excepting me and Shruti as she looked at me I winked she smiled and come closer to me and whispered in my ears YES and she kissed on my cheek and went away.I went to Amit and asked him can I get an empty room and make sure that no one should be there. After some. Rina and I both laughed loudly. “Big talk!” I said, “And you believed her?” “No way!” exclaimed Rina, “She wouldn’t have the nerve to even ask him over much less play strip poker!” More laughter! Suddenly Rita turned to me and slyly asked, “Have you ever played?” “Rita!” Rina was clearly surprised by this bold question.”No, no, its OK, I can answer.””A few years ago when I was about 18 up at the cottage there was this girl I knew from a few cottages down, Mona, who tried to start a game in the.