Tichya khandyavarun maza hat mi tichya kanvar phirvu laglo, tyachanantar tichya galavar aani othavar phirvu laglo, aani ani tichya othakade pahat tich... tond javal odhat mi ticha othavar pappi ghetli, tine lagech tiche oth bajula ghetle , mi tile vicharale , raag aala ka ? Ti kahi bolli nahi, mag mi punha tichi pappi ghyayala survat keli ek minitachya kiss nantar aamhi parat gappa marat basalo. Karan aamchya bajula barechase couples basale aaslyamule mala jast kahi karata yet navhate, thodya. He however threatened to take the kids away from me and he was blackmailing me with the pictures.One thing I am good at is letting things go. One thing I am bad at is being cornered. I let loose on him 12 years of hate and anger spewed forth in twenty minutes of no stop "truth". Ranging from he is a pussy when it comes to defending me to I love pussy and it what I think about when he was on top of me thinking he was pleasing me. The fucker even cried.So, a marriage counselor later, I tell my. I need to ask you some important questions, can you turn that off?" Sure mom, no problem," he replied, pouting a bit as he turned the game off, sure that he knew what was coming next."You're determined to go through with this dating thing aren't you?" she asked flatly."Yes mom," he sighed immaturely. He was normally more mature but this was really getting on his nerves now.sensing his frustration, "Relax," she said, "I understand that you're going to do this, and I'm not going to try and stop. It was something I greatly enjoyed. It gave me peace at a time in my life when it was a rarity. I had my back to the door, standing on a small stool while I hung the strands of peppers tied with garden twine. I saw a shadow fall across the room and I knew he was there for me. As I turned to face him, I started to speak. I’m not sure what I meant to say to him. Maybe I was going to try and actually speak with him, to communicate like a normal human being. Maybe I was going to ask him to just.