"Why don't you -," Rachel stopped halfway through as if she felt unsureon what she going to say, " - why don't you stop thinking about yourselffor a c...ange. Try and see that this does not concern how you feel rightnow. She may have kicked us out but that doesn't mean we have tobrandish her as a bad mother!" cried Rachel."Good God, you are deluded girl!" said Charlie sharply. "You cannotactually believe in what you're saying?" There's obviously stuff we don't know about Mom can't you see. I looked at Mrs. Wentworth and her eyes were filled with tears. Ihugged her and kissed her saying, "Oh, please don't cry, I wanted to make you happy not sad."I started to tear then as she hugged me to her and patted her bed,asking me to sit with her and I did. The nurses broke the crowd up,sending them back to their rooms, leaving my aunties with me. Glena andMrs. Russell said goodbye to us and left.Mrs. Wentworth said, "Oh, my dear Angel, and that is what you are, aliving angel sent from. There's a zip as my trousers are undone and hiked down over my bum, followed by my underwear. Her hand is so cold as it explores my crotch; my taped cock, held with more body tape; my anus. Oh, God. "That's right," I hear in my ear. "I am your God." Have I been speaking? "Say that I'm your God." I can't speak; I'm breathing too hard. Sam's other hand is still pinching my neck, holding me still, whilst her other is pulling away at the tape on my crotch, coming free. I sigh slightly as my balls. So she was not eating non-veg at home.One day I was preparing chicken at my flat. That day Shital went away for some shopping. She came late around 11 pm to home, while opening her flat she found that she lost her key while shopping. She got very nervous now what to do. So she rang my bell. As I was cooking and being alone I was in my barmuda without wearing shirt. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see Shital such a late night.Shital was wearing pink saari so was looking so beautiful..