Every form visible thanks to her skinny ripped jeans. Rocking her hips with each step, deliberately bringing attention to the voluminous and perfectly...shaped excuse of a derrière. Normally her reaction would be to be jealous, but all she felt this time was lust."Wake me up in thirty minutes, will you. We could maybe eat or drink something together." She said without looking back. Or she would've seen my eyes fixed, not on hers but down her body. Where it shouldn't.Or should it? It's not like I. Leaning back on her chair and with a practiced smilefirmly planted on her lips, she happily explained to Rebecca that althoughit was uncommon it was nothing that any of us should be concerned about.My adoptive mother thanked the good doctor and literally dragged me out ofthe office complaining that I had wasted enough of her time.Since obviously my adoptive mother and the medical profession were of nohelp, I thought of a plan to make myself more masculine. Taking upexercise to bulk up, I began. Daya bahar bedroom mai aakar darwaze pe dastak di aur kaha “Tapu ke papa, andar hi hoga dekhiye dhyaan se. Maine bahar dhoonda pr tuwaal nahi hai apka yaha” Jethalal ne darwaza khola aur bahar jhakte hue yaha waha dekha, fir usne pura darwaza kholkar jhatke se Daya ko andar khich liya. Apne ek haath se Daya ka muh band krte hue dusre haath se darwaza band kr liya. Jethalal andar pura nanga Daya ko apne aghosh me le liya. Daya ke muh pe haath rakhe hue Jethalal ne usse kaha “Dekh mai abhi haath. "I could hear Dr. Payton very clearly — in fact it was something way beyond clear. It was as if I was hyper-concentrating on her voice; it became my sole focus.My eyes were closed, but I could visualize the movements of her lips as she spoke. I felt the depth of her breathing. I could sense the gestures of her hands. And I couldn't hear anything else."Mark ... we're going to talk now ... about the night your mother died ... and about how it affected your sister, Sharon."I knew immediately that.