Jaise hum ghar pohoche, uska reaction normal tha.usne kahaK : ye samaan mummy ko dedo and bolo k me 4 baje tak aaungi.me : Ha bolkar waha se gayaGhar ...ate hi bathroom me musterbate kiya.Usdin se me har baar jab bhi mauka milta use choone laga tha.kabhi gaand ko touch karta to kabhi hath ko touch karta.Par wo na positive na negative ,koi response nahi aata tha.Ek din achanak mere mummy papa ko dusre city jana tha.Ghar me mein akela tha to mummy ne kalpana ko bol diya tha k apne bete ko raat me. She told me her husband stopped working because he preferred to get drunk and was okay with her doing all the work, she did not miss him, actually despised him. She had been on the road for 3 years and misses her k**s but they were all grown and with their own families. I asked her if she had done any site seeing in the area, she said she wanted to but was afraid to go by herself. I suggested that we went sometime as we were both not on the schedule to work the next few days. We departed with. Hugo quickly became our primary litigator. His closing arguments are just as strong, just as moving as the speech he made to Irving that day in the cabin, and his handling of witnesses, always knowing when they’re telling it straight and when they’re lying, is nothing short of spectacular.And prosecutors and the cops don’t hide exonerating evidence from us, either. The last one who tried it found Hugo in his office calmly threatening him with not only a mistrial but a bar association. That boy's nose had to be ten inches long! He HAD to be a frat brother doing some type of joke or something! Slowly, she slid her eyes back over for another look.He was crouched over, staring at her, nose still ten inches long... but buzzing... !Suddenly, his tongue flicked out of his mouth about a foot and a half, quivered a second, then sucked back into his mouth. He looked at her expectantly."Eeeeewwwww!," she heard her mouth say before she even willed it to make that sound. Good.