Beta tumey milkar bhout achaa laga.Uncle bola tumara seat konsey coch mai hai mainey ticket dekh kar bola 3 a/c aur coach no. Bataya uncle bola yaar t...mara aur mera to ek hee coach hai aur 3 ki seat bhi paas hi hai.Hum dono ne aadha ghantay tak gupay marey uncle ek dam freemind man taa.Ab meri aur uncle ki dosti gahari ho gai tee.Ab uncle ney aunty se mera parichay karwaya aunty ne muje hello keya mainey aunty ko namastay kiya aunty slevless blouse pahnaa hua taa. Ek dam pathaaka tee aunty ki. So I came back and waited for her to come as I sensed that this was my golden day. She came and straight away went to do the dishes. I was waiting in the drawing room with anticipation. She had just finished the dishes and had come to the drawing room when the door bell rang. I jumped and checked and found a distant relative at the door. He came in and sat for some time but I managed to send him off with a lot of difficulty. All this time, aunty was standing in the drawing room and watching tv.. More weekend jaunts. Away and home with faggot boy. Not looking like he tied anything on. Instead, looking as relaxed as I’d ever seen him. That was faggot boy, right?”“That was Trevor,” Joe nodded.“One of my boy/girlfriends, you know a girl with a penis, saw them together at one of those ultra-exclusive, ultra-rich soirees where the closeted can come out of the closet with hired girl/boys and flaming queens for a night of intimate orgies and overall debauchery. All hush hush, no one the wiser. " I managed to stifle my grimace. "Were you looking for her?" No, ma'am, I wanted to talk to you. Preferably without Angela around." OK," she said, with a quizzical expression, and led me over to a seat on the porch."Angela came up to me at lunch today. She had some questions to ask me. You see, Mrs. Cressey, I attempted suicide a couple of weeks ago." I showed my wrists again. I was getting used to the gasps by now. "This was my first day back at school."She was asking me all kinds of.