Dono candle laga kar light aane ka intzaar karte hain.pooja mummy papa se kuchh baat na kahe isiliye apni baton se patane ki koshish karta hai aur keh...ta hai Didi plz didi mujhe maaf kar do didi mein fir kabhi aisi harkat nanhi karunga didi.aap jo kahengi wo karunga lekin mujhe maaf kar do didi.Thik hai sunny mein nanhi kahungi lekin tum apna wada yaad rakho mein jo khungi tumhe karna hoga.Iss waqt tak pooja ne sunny se chudayi ke bare mein socha nanhi tha.Pooja sunny ko apni choochi chusa ke. You think I can’t get all the pussy I want?”She broke away, but she started to notice kids whispering about her before or after class. It kept up for the rest of the week. That Friday night, she told Mom everything. Mom called in Dad and had her repeat it.“Well,” Dad said, “you shouldn’t have led him on.”“Led him on? What did I suggest? Not one damned thing. I should have said ‘no’ earlier. I know that, but when I did say ‘no,’ he didn’t stop. He didn’t even notice.”“Well, you say that’s not. Not so much fun for Jessica, of course, but she revelled in it. The wonder of it! Yet, under the joy, the fear of losing something precious. But we were together, and whatever happened, that was not going to change.I'd forgotten what being married to a pregnant woman could mean. I'd forgotten the emotion swings (and not just from Jessica, either ... I was just as bad without the excuse of hormonal upheaval). I'd forgotten about being woken in the night when the baby was restless and Jessica. "Not yet, Alice." She hurried back to the kitchen. These three people left nothing on any of their plates. They left nothing in any glass. It was like they couldn't wait to glut themselves on anything put in front of them. She bit her lip and finished washing the soup bowls. When she heard the finishing clinks of heavy silverware on fine China, she hurried out of the kitchen. Again, every bite was eaten. She gathered each plate, all eyes on her. "Come back after you place those in the kitchen,".