" I know. I'm sorry," I interrupted softly."Ya should be, ya scared the socks off of us," her slight smile disappeared."I kind of like you without soc...s," I tried wiggling my eyebrows."Well yer going to be no good to us fer a few weeks, me man," she snorted."It'll give me something to dream about during my convalescence," I said and struggled to sit up."Oh no ya don't," she said firmly holding me down by my shoulder. "The doctors agreed to wake you up today because we'll be leaving tomorrow but. To maine b kaha ki ha fir to aaj din me hi krenge apne pyaar ki raasleela.To mai dophar ko unke ghar chla gya.Maine dekha ki aunty ne apne baal bhigoye hue the or towel lapet rkha tha apne boobs or kamar pe. Or unki chut saaf dikh ri thi.Mera to khda ho gya poora ka poora aunty ne dekha or wo muskra gyi.Maine seedh unko god me uthaya or hall me sofe pe hi lita diya. Or towel utaar k fenk diya. Or hum kiss karne lge.Wo mere lund ko sehlane lgi or unki boobs ko.Unki boobs ko peene lag gya. Bahut. It had to be. This was for me to lose – after a good fight, obviously, so the Captain would strengthen her grip on the crew and gather more respect. Lisa aside, I didn't have a bad record in the wrestling!I took off my jacket and passed it to Tabatha. She was smirking at me. I think she knew what I was thinking.I faced the Captain from the other end of the mat and bowed towards her. She fixed my eyes with a steely gaze and Ruth started the contest.Like so many of my contests, we fell into each. . And my kids?It’s a pleasure, Samantha!... Your… family…? Uh… Of course, I remember them… », he answered, with some uncertainty in his voice.You don’t remember them, do you?I’m sorry, Samantha, but it’s been forever and… mind refreshing my old memory?My mother looked a bit embarrassed, but proceeded to re-introduce us to her old uncle:First, she introduced my father.My dad, Carl, was 46 and well in shape. He had no hair at all on the head, apart from a thick salt-and-pepper mustache. He almost.