Bien... Je dis au père: — Au revoir, Monsieur. On sera là dans un mois, pour les préparatifs du mariage. Je dis à Julien: — Va dire au revoir ...� ta mère. — Oui, Samia. Quand il est sorti, le père me pose la question: — Tu ne demandes pas d'argent? — Non, je veux un mari soumis, pas de l'argent. Vous me ferez un cadeau quand je le ramènerai "clean". — Clean, ça veut dire? — Désintoxiqué. Le père me prend par la taille et me colle à lui en disant: — Tu me plais, toi. Je suis sûre que tu es. I can fuck anyone I want! Our argument went on and on. He knew I was right, and I knew I couldn't win, because he was so stubborn. The word that this happened would get to our parents and Hell would break loose in this house. I believed he just didn't care. During our disagreement, he didn't even bother hiding his nakedness. It bothered me to yell at my brother totally nude. This distraction prevented me to better concentrate on our argument. I wanted to order him to put his clothes on when he. To disha ne kaha ki theek hai …Aur mummy daddy chale gaye..Dopahar tak disha ne linch taiyar kiya aur mere kamre me aakar mere tabiyat ke baare me poochne lagi…To maine kaha ki mai theek hu..Abhi sirf halka bukhar hai wo bhi theek ho jaayega…Aur wo kehne lagi ki mai nahane jaa rahi hu..Thodi der me aati hu …Phir lunch karenge..Aur wo mere hi baathroom me chali gayi…Aur jab wo nahane lagi to darwaja khula hua tha..Darwaja khula hua dekhkar mere mann me usko bina kapdo ke dekhne ka mann kiya. LaShonda's head simply rolled back as she surrendered to his attentions. His hand disappeared up her skirt and I could tell by her sudden body jerk that he'd slipped his fingers inside her."Uh...sir...I think I should take you home now..." I fumbled for the words, my heart in mythroat."Sit down, son, and be quiet. That's an order," Rose growled.I did as he said. My mind raced with options. The thought that I would tell LaShonda I wanted a divorce as soon as we were alone. She wasn't fighting.