Maa ne apne kammej utar diya or bra b or upar se poori nanagi ho gyi .. ab mukeh maa k mummo se achi rta khel rha tha unko masal rha tha khich rha tha...dabba rha tha aur maa ssiskiya le rhi thi phr usne doono mummo ko baari baari muh mein daal k chusa.. meje yakin ai a rha tha k meri maa mukesh se itne maje se mumme chuswa rhi hai ..phr mukesh ne maa ki salwar ka narha khola , salwar or panty dono utar diye .. ab maa poori nangi ho gyi thi .. mukeh ne apneKapde b utar diya .. maa ne mukesh ka. I sense your son is the kind of man who answers with deeds, not words. The two of you, take care of your mother, she needs you. Thank you for coming to see me, and don’t worry, I’ll be fine in a couple of weeks.’ The next morning, it was all over the newspapers, radio, TV…all of it, every word I said that day, another complete rehash of every detail of the car incident and the house event, my current state of recovery, and some very erroneous ‘information’ about my past history. I felt like a. “Driver, please concentrate on your work,” Victor said. I giggled.Victor stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes. He put his hands on my neck as lovers do.“Ramya, do you like me?” he asked.I kissed his lips and said, “Very much.”“Ok fine. Do you like to dominate or to be dominated?”“I like to be dominated.”“Then I’m your man.”“I would be so happy then.”“What about your lovely husband? Isn’t he satisfying you?”“No. We just had sex once that too after I forced him into it.”The car suddenly. "I just wanted to see you," he said, leaning left and right as he looked over my shoulders. "Your mom took off, right?" Yeah," I said slowly. "How do you know?" I dunno," he said with a shrug and then fixed his dark eyes on mine. "You gonna let me in or what?" What do you want?" I frowned and let him in the house, closing the door and turning to face him."What do you think I want?" he asked, reaching for his crotch and squeezing the obvious lump in his pants. "I've been thinking about you all.