Although, I did feel better about it than I had thought before we had watched that DVD. In a way, I even felt a little proud about what I had seen."Di...n't you feel embarrassed on that stage?" Annie asked me, her voice sounded somewhat husky."Maybe, I'm blushing now," I said because I was, "but at that moment, no! It was just so much fun that I loved it." Mmmmm," the brunette said. "I bet those girls loved it as much as you did!" Probably," I just said.It got quiet again and they were just. Okay?" I was still holding his soiled jizz rag in my lap. "And you don't have to hide it under your bed. It's all dusty and dirty under there. I don't want you wiping off your penis with a filthy towel." "Okay," he croaked. "And speaking of dirty," I lifted the towel and took a whiff, "your towels should be cleaned more often. At least once a week. Just leave the dirty ones by your door and I'll wash them for you." "I can wash them. It's too gross..." "Oh, sweetheart, moms are immune to gross.". ” Admittedly the headline wasn’t exactly contentious but the picture which showed her hand inside the top of my dress could claim to be. The dress had been selected that night because I wanted to get laid and the club I’d been to was somewhat notorious as a place where that was exceedingly likely. I’d fancied the woman in the picture, a soft butch called Becca and we’d had a fabulous night – just what the doctor ordered. “She was American.” “I don’t give a flying what nationality she was she. Aunty:- kuch bhi karo but mujhe aaj karna hai, mujhe nahi pata kaise.Me:- “Swetha” (aunty ki nanad) hai kaise ho payega, kahin pakda gaye to.Aunty:- Wo sab mujhe nahi pata but aaj to karna he hai mujhe, tum kuch socho.After 20 minutes of discussion we came on idea with, hum sab khana khana khane ke baad as usual ghumne jayege and me tumhari mom se tumhe aaj raat mere ghar rukhne ki permission le lungi and we returned to home from market.Abhi raat ke 10:15 ho rahe the aunty and swetha mere ghar.