Raat ka waqt tha aur main apne kamre me akeli thi.Mera chhota bhai aur chhoti behan dosre karme me so rhe the aur Papa- mommy apne karme me so rhe the... Raat ko, kareeb 11:30 baje, mere mobile par Rohan ka call aaya. “Hello, Aastha… kaisi hai?” Rohan ne poocha.“Main achchi hoon yaar. Tum kaise ho?” Main boli.“Main bhi achcha hoon.” Rohan ne kaha.“Tum bade harami ho, Rohan.” Maine thoda gusse me kaha.“Kya hua yaar? Maine kya kiya?” Rohan ne poocha.“2 mahine ho gaye humari Goa wali trip ko aur. Brook looked down, self-conscious of her father's statement. The cape I had recently presented her was wrapped tightly around her frame, as if she wanted to hide and I could see a Bolo on her belt. The teen's frame and stature were pretty, in her own way, but a wide, flat nose with large nostrils made her face seem too small."Now, the husband we had lined up for our daughter has married another. The village women mock us, calling our daughter a failure not worthy of wizard training," the mother. I thought it would be better for me if she was absent. This way, I’d talk to a different person the moment of delivery. I rang the bell and, like a scared child, I almost run away to avoid being caught. Suddenly, the door opened for me, and there she was! The gorgeous blond I had dreamed of ever, so shiny, standing there wearing a purple shirt. An unbuttoned shirt (she had undone two buttons) showing the bottom of her breast for me, as in the plane. She was wearing a skirt that showed her tummy. I had sat on the edge of her bed, too numb to think. Finally, I asked if she wanted a drink.It was just the sort of thing Dad would have done. She sobbed some more, then said yes. I had made her a stiff double shot of rum and Coke, her favorite, then made one for me, too. She had taken it in one gulp, then asked for and downed another.We had talked some, then had a couple more drinks. I had held her and she had held me. We had fallen asleep that way.I woke in the middle of the night with my.