Just pay attention to them, not me, not my words. Simply let my words wash over you." No..." She stated. "No, please stop. I don't want... to watch th...m." Why not? They are so pretty."Mouth still open, she let out a little smile and cocked her head to the side a bit. "They are... aren't they?" She said, emotion coming back, but in a more dreamy tone.I continued my massage and spoke again. "You will forget Mom and Dad, you will forget your friends, and you will forget everyone that isn't me,. " I want you to get me something to help me," she said."Sweetheart, you know how I feel about sleeping pills," he said, astonished she'd even suggest that."I'm not talking about sleeping pills," she said. "I want you to buy me a vibrator."The fork he'd been holding clattered to the table top and bounced. It hit the plate with a ding and skittered off to one side."What?" he asked, weakly."You heard me. I am growing up. I need something to help me deal with all these feelings. And obviously. 6 inch ka or body b aache h too bat tb sure hue jb m apne 10th ke exm deke free ta or 17 year old ka ta to maa ne kha mosi ke wha chala ja ajkl to mne kha tik h bcoj mosi ko b ajkl bht prblm ho thi,Ek to unke job or uppr se 2 chote chote baby or dono ko sath m hi school dal rhe te yll wo dono bht cute h or mje bht aache lgte h bcj mere bhai hai woo to mne sham ko h aone sman pack kiya or guitr liya or chal diya kribn mje 10 gnte jne m lge m wha next day 7 bje pacuha too misi mje dhekee bht. 29th). Mom & dad were high school sweethearts, married only a month after graduation, probably because of me, but they counted me as a blessing.I was only three when mom developed the big 'C', and by the time it was diagnosed, it was too late. She left us just three months later, hence dad's devastation.For some reason, he never seemed to relate to other women like he did with mom. Perhaps it was the closeness of high school, the forced co-ed status, who knows? Dad was always shy around other.