Though Trish always bolstered my confidence as a sexual partner and had always been there for me, I had never considered until she told me of her goin..., that I might be alone without a lover for the rest of my life. Trish had been my partner. I might never have another. She might be confident that women would fall at my feet; I had no such illusions.So I began to feel depressed that she was leaving me. I felt deserted, almost betrayed, but immediately berated myself. After all, I thought, until. Jub mei chini dabbey se bhar rahi thi to mujhe ehsas ho raha tha ke woh naukar mere bade bade chuchion ko dekh raha tha. mein bat karna shuru kiya …meine usko uska nam pucha to usne bataya partho …. meine pucha ki woh kiske ghar mein kam karta hain.. usne bataya ke woh humare ghar ke thik samne wale ghar mein kam karta hain.jub maine usko katora diya to usne apne dunu hatho se mere hath ko chune ke bad katora liya aur muskuraya.waise woh dikhne me boora nahi tha acha khasa well built tha.mein. I really hate seeing you sad like this. I don’t ever want you to feel this way with me. If you do, please tell me what the problem is, okay?”Nicole felt herself tearing up once more as she looked at her son, her love for him overwhelming her. “I don’t think you could ever make me sad, baby. I love you too much.”“I love you too, Mom,” Mitch said, giving her another soft kiss on the forehead before heading to his room.Nicole wiped away a tear as she picked up a pen and flipped to the final pages. My mother was warm, caring, and never judged. Considering the relationships the girls were in, if they had any sexual problem my mother would treat them with the utmost patience and had no inhibitions whatsoever and so both girls started calling her 'Mom', much to my mother's delight.My father remained 'Sir' but he was hugged by the two girls and, once they understood that his violence would not be directed at them, they become quite comfortable around him.Within five months, the girls had.