.Kaafi khush lag rhe the woh..Meri nazar uncle ke chehre par hi thi…Uncle ko dekhte dekhte mujhe pata nhi kya ho rha tha..Mai kabhi unke chehre ko d...khti toh kabhi unki chest ko…Mujhe ajeeb sa feel ho rha tha..Tabhi uncle ne aakh khooli aur mummy ka sar para apni dono jhaango ke beech mai pura daba liya..Aur mummy ko khaansi aa gyi meri nazar mom ki taraf gyi ..Toh mom ne dheere dheere apna sar jhanngho se upar kiya aur meri naza unke muh se niklte hu kuch mote se cheez par padi…Mom jitna upar. Now she was actually a pretty girl with a nice body but she had a look about her with the way she dressed and cheap jewelry(I mean a blind man could tell it was fake gold) but like I say trim is trim so I got her number and called her up and this was like a what they call a situation(on a gravy train with biscuit wills) because I never spent one dime on this girl and she had her own apartment and lived alone. She was only 19 years old and her Mother must have been a bitch and she never knew who. When dinner was done and it was almost one in the morning, Samantha was dressed, she wore a tight shirt the showed off her cleavage, and he wore a short skirt with black fishnets. She walked slowly and quietly to Joseph's bed, once there she sat over him, and as soon as she did she knew he was awake. She had dressed in the dark, stripping of every inch of clothing before putting on the ones she wore now. She smiled and reached down to him. "Follow me..." she said in a whisper as she pulled him. My dinner of jello, applesauce and, I think, more jello revived me a bit. It felt like I hadn’t eaten in weeks. I guess because I hadn’t, yet it took very little for me to feel full. Finally, a nurse came around and quietly announced visiting hours were ending. She added that my friends and family could stay in the family room down the hall, but I wanted them to go home. The worst was over. I was out of the woods and, more than anything, felt like I needed rest. I was wary of falling asleep,.