”For Christmas I gave Marilyn an RPI sweatshirt, but inside it was a small box from a jewelry store, with a gold necklace in it. Marilyn oohed and a...hhed while I put it around her neck, and then planted a big kiss on me in front of the parents. I happily settled for a very nice sweater, always useful in upstate New York. The summer, the only semi-warm weather in the entire state, was when I would be down south in training.Christmas Day was a more difficult conversation. Marilyn had not. Setting this up had taken some time, effort, and money, plus a huge risk, but I knew it would be worth it. Technically the old hospital building was scheduled for demolition, but that was still months away, and it had been used illegally for months by different groups, including the homeless and teenagers wanting to get drunk or high.Well, for the next forty-eight hours it was going to be used for something quite different. My ‘helpers' had spent the day before getting it ready - I'd not go so. The light turns on, blinding my momentarily. "Everything alright, hunny?"Just what I need, I think. "Yeah, mom. I'm fine. Just a dream." Do you want to talk about it?"Do I...? Hell no, I don't want to talk about it with my mom, and shift uncomfortably on the bed. I can feel my spooge move around. Can this night get any worse?Turning beet red, I say, "I need to get cleaned up."Thankfully mom understands immediately, and doesn't say a word as she walks into my room. She pulls back the covers, and. Bua shayad ab mahssoos kar rahi thi ki mera haat uske boobs(chuchi) par hai. Maine aaw dekha naa taaw maine sotey sotey apna munh uske boobs par rakh diya aur sone ka natak karne laga. Bua ab shayad nind se jagne wali thi. Jaise hi maine dekha ki bua mere munh ko door kar rahi hai to maine utt gaya aur jor se bua ke chuchiyon me apna sir ragdne laga. Bua ke to hosh ud gaye ki prem ko kya ho gaya. Us ne mujhey dant ke kaha “prem kya kar rahey ho , thappad marungi”. Maine kaha: bua mujhey kuch.