We had a great time over there. We drank quite a bit. I even dance with my girlfriend. I usually don’t dance, mostly because I am not very good at i.... On our way back to drop my girl at her house, both mom and my girlfriend were laughing and making of the way I dance. They kept laughing harder every time they remembered. I wasn’t, I got annoyed and barely spoke the entire ride back.Once home I went to the bathroom, I heard mom laughing, she was in the living room mocking me. I have to admit she. I put it away looking at her, and walk pass her. “very good, I am pleased for now, you may leave” I’ll come to get you if I want to,” I say making my way to my bedroom “what, but” she looks back at me confused, but gets up and leaves hastily. She may not say it but she liked that she enjoys it I bet if I would have shoveled it down her throat she probably would have enjoyed it even more. I am going to have fun playing with her in one way or the other. Following morning at the bakery I called. It makes us sound like some kind of fucking modern jazz group or garage house crew. We're a fucking rock group. Rock music's always been about excess. And it's about time we had the right kind of fucking name!"Although Tabitha was reluctant to admit it, even to herself, the name was especially appropriate given Sunbeam's more recent tendencies. She was certain that Sunbeam was consuming at least as many drugs as she sold, and although she only dabbled in heroin, Tabitha wasn't sure she would. Later Manu said, can we all do some DJ and dance. That was ok to all. Again Mamata put one condition here. She said, yes, let us dance now, but the dance will be without wearing inners. Means, only take out inners and keep the upper clothes on. Bro-sis said no to this. In the meantime, Mamata and Manu went inside and took out their inners and came to living room. They kept their inners lying on the chair, visible to everyone. We didn’t push new kids for taking out inners. Then they were.