I had been planning this for months waiting for the perfect opportunity.I put an old pizza delivery sign that I found in a garbage dump on my car and ...ressed up as a pizza delivery boy. I found the outfit in a Salvation Army store donated by someone who must have worked for the local pizzeria.I drove to her home and rang the bell..."Who is it?" She asked from the intercom... "I have a pizza you ordered!" I shouted back through the intercom standing at the gate."I didn't order any pizza, you. M.S. MCockSgd E.B. DenholtSgd L.A. GortSgd G.A. Kowalski"People of few words, aren't they. Damn that woman. Why can't she keep that temper under control?"No one had the answer to that rhetorical question; or objected to the expletive.Some two hours later, Edward found them sitting, clutching coffee mugs, surrounded by an air of gloom."Her Majesty requests the presence of her Commodore." Edward straightened and looking directly at his Colonel, went on, "I admit to gross cowardice." I just wish I. Jada accha hai k enjoy karo, and agar lage k aapke beech me compatibility hai to things will automatically move forward.She was listening very carefully and what do you mean by enjoying?Me: C’mon yar, I said na we used to kiss, cuddle. We even did oral many times, it was enjoying but baad me samajh aya k we lack compatibility so we broke up.She was shocked to hear this and said “tune oral kia h”. I said “yes, what’s the big deal in that, tune aur Rahul ne bhi kia hoga bahut bar”. There was a. How do you tell your mom that you suspect that you will be propositioned by lots of girls for sex? She would either think I was crazy and a sexist pig for thinking it, or she would believe me and try to find a way to stop it from happening. Neither of those two possibilities appealed to me.The real problem was trying to get around telling her. She always had this way of seeing through me. I swear she had some special "mother vision" when it came to reading me. I think she let me get away with a.