.. aah hell! I..."The sullen face stared straight ahead, gazing at nothing, lost in thought. Suffocating in it."Look, I've seen some shit in my fifty ...lus years, one thing I learned is this..." I felt the turn, more than saw it, as their eyes focused on the side of my face, "Sometimes. A stranger's ears are the very best medicine." Sastranger's ears, huh? Sometatimes, I thathink that's all that susurrounds m-me."There was a subtle movement, a light corn-silk wave, as they turned to look out the. "How do you know?" I asked. "I am buddies with Santa, you know."She turned and slapped my shoulder. "Don't encourage him!" she yipped."Well then tell him to quit encouraging me!" I complained."All right, boys!" she said firmly. "We're changing the subject now. All right?" I guess so," said Timothy, who was clearly a little dejected."Yes ma'am," I said, as dejectedly as I could."You want to see what Santa brought me?" asked Timothy, suddenly excited again."Absolutely," I said.He handed the IOUs. Now the good thing was there was no flaps or anything so you could actually look from one room to another through the register and if you stayed off to the side, no one from the other room could tell anyone was watching them.I was becoming a horny young teen and like a lot of youths, my mother was in a lot of my fantasies. With good reason. She had me at s*******n years old and was still very young looking and did not look like she had ever had any c***dren. She was maybe five foot three or. Wo thora jhijak rahi thi,bar baad me woh maan gayi mere ghar chalne ke liye.Jab tak mai aur shwaati ghar pahunchte raat ke 10 baj chuke the.Maine ghar pahunchte usko apne shirt paint diye aur kaha ki tum kaprre chanz kar lo.thori der baad maine bhi kapre chanz kar ke khana banane laga .To shwati ne kaha ki laao mai tumhaari kuchh help kar doon,wo sabji kaatne ke liye mer bagal me aa kar baith gayi.tabhi sabji katate hue uske haanth mer haanto se takra gaye,mujhe ek ajib si sihran mehsus.