. Mai man hi man aaj ke sex ki kalpna kar raha tha plan kar raha thaMaa ne mujhe hilya or pucha dhyan kidhar hai tumhara mai sapne say jaga or bola ha...!! Bolo momMai abhi ja rahi hu naha dhokar dinner kar lena mai nikalti hu byeDidi ko aaj ane mai bohot waqt honga tum dinner kar lo….Aise kahe kar maa ne bag uthaya or four wheeler mai bathe kar gayiJaise mom gayi mere khushi ka thikana hi nahi raha maine darwaja lagaya reshma kitchan say mujhe dekhkar hass rahi thi mai uss ki tarf gaya or usko. For a moment she wondered what it would have been like to have tears flowing from her occumarks. Such a strange thought, water running from one’s face rather than one’s mouth. And it was supposed to be salty, too, or so she had heard. Again Phyre’s attention was drawn out to the river. The striders were still wrestling for the frog. It was putting up a remarkable fight, she had to admit. It almost looked as if it was trying to pry one of the bird’s beaks open and climb out. Then the two jaws. They called in at the wine store on the way to top up with some more cans. It was thirsty work being a pain in the backside to other people. Before they’d even got out of the shop Sammy and Django had cracked their cans and were drinking. They were also spilling rather a lot of it down their shirts. They shoved past a dawdling huddle of shoppers and made a bee-line towards George who was chatting to a woman who looked a bit like an owl in her horn-rimmed spectacles. ‘Is there any truth in it,. "Jesus, Neeko, were you sleep?" I asked, releasing the front of my purple silk robe, letting it hang open. I was, of course, completely nude underneath. "Lessa?" He said, coughing. He waited a long moment before saying anything else, probably wiping the sleep from his eyes. "Of course I was sleep, it's like . . ." A pause, and then a curse. "Fuck, it's after 12 already?" "Yessiree-bob," I said with a laugh. "Wow . . . well, it is my day off," he reasoned. "What's up, Lessa?" .