." Mum," Shawna reached out and took her hands, squeezing them gently. "It's the three of us. I don't put Marcus above Hope, or vice versa. They're th... same. It's... We don't have a word for it, really. Think of it as she's my girlfriend, he's my boyfriend, and they have each other too — but it's not just three two-person relationships." There are more of you?" No, not that. I mean... Hope and I, by ourselves... We tried that before Christmas and it didn't work. But with Marcus there it. I say, "No bend over and pick each piece up by hand." You stoop down to gather the pieces, and I correct you, "I said bend over to get them." You do as you are told and as you bend over I notice the flash of a white cotton thong riding up your ass crack. With each bend that you do your skirt rides a little higher. After you have picked up all the pieces I then hand you the broom to sweep up the small shards and place them in the trash bin. Tears are pouring down your face and you do not make. ‘Do as he asks you to,’ was her mother’s parting advice, but for twenty three years of her life there was no day in which she had not chided her for not being modest. ‘Keep your thighs together. It is improper for girls to spread them,’ was what she said. Now suddenly the refrain was different—’do as he says’ and that will surely be to spread out when fully stripped, as far the hips allowed before the goggling eyes of a strange man. Disaster awaits any young woman who depends only on her mother. Ghar ke sab log bahi aa kar bethate orr baaten karte the, me usi kamre me palag par so raha tha, 9 baj chuke the, maasi mere palag par bethi thi orr maa niche zamin par bethi thi, dono aapas me baat karne me masgul thi tabhi aachanka meri need khulgayi ,mene dekha ki maasi meri taraf peeth kar ke bethi hai urr maa se baat kar rahi hai.me chup chaap padaraha.Jese me aabhi bhi gahri need me so raha hoon,maasi ka beck ek dam mere muh ke paas tha me kambal ude tha..maasi vidba thi aur kam age uspar.