Main bas girte girte sambhla.Maa mujhe mudkar apni gaand dikhati hui boli: Oops sorry, bina bole hat gayi.Main: Kya hua?Mom: Main boli na mere paas ek...idea hai.Main khada unhe dekhne laga ki unka kya idea hai. Mera lund bus jhadte jhadte bacha. Maa uthi aur bed se utar kar apni dressing table ki sabse neeche wali drawer kholi aur fir kuch nikalne lagi. Par woh kuch soch bhi rahi thi mano unke mann mein koi sawal ho.Main: Kya hua mom. Aap kya dhoond rahi ho?Mom: Kuch nahi, tum mere room aaye the. At his home he had always worn long skirts. “Valarie, go buy these things for number two. I will be right there I need to look at other things.”“Like what mommy?”“Valarie, some things are for when you are older, go buy them now and wait with him outside. If you cannot handle the responsibility of taking care of a boy for 15 min how do you expects to have one of your own when the time comes?”“Yes, Mum, Come on, number two.”His name was Greg, but it had been a long time anyone had called him. As my story was published in the desi papa, I received few letter from girls living in Mumbai and one such girl who mail me letter was from the Mumbai and her name was amber and we started exchanging mails, and slowly we started talking on phone and we even chat about sex and all that stuff.After some days of chat on phone we decided to meet, and we fix the time and place to meet and we meet that day in a coffee shop wow what a sexy girl she was , her age was around 22 and she has a really sexy. Some girls know how to apply just the right pressure to complement whatever the anus is offering. This anus had clogged it. When the deed was done, we both grinned. We knew we had nailed it.I walked to the side of the stage with her. “Thanks,” I said. “You really carried through that shit.”“No, I was nervous until you hit me with that toilet paper of yours. It put me at ease. I’m helen Miren, im going to be the queen.”“my name is retarded, dont bother learning it.”“didnt you just take a shit?”.