"Not even a gas station!" Just when he thought his luck couldn't get any worse, his car coughed its last and died. He realized he was on a dead-end st...eet, a cul-de-sac. He walked up to the first house he saw, and rang the doorbell, hoping someone would be kind enough to let him phone for help. No one answered at the first house, so he trudged over to the second one. This time, the front door opened, and a sweet, grandmotherly lady, a little heavyset, her hair in a white bun, opened the door.. ” i said “i have’nt slept with her. She does’nt let me touch her also. Whats the big deal.” she said “you men are bastards.” i said “yes all men just want to sleep with women. Thats why they are born.” she didnt talk to me for a while.At 1.30 we reached home i apologized for being so bad but said that i wont leave my girlfriend. She said “when you get married a women satisfies all your needs even physical ones. So dont be in a hurry.” i said “ok” and went in with her. She brought me a glass of. She smiled at me and said “Are you happy now?” and I told very happy. As it was getting late, we decided to return. While coming in auto I used to grab both of her breasts with my both hands from behind and she used to cover the front so that neither the auto driver nor any people passing buy could guess as what is going on beneath. Imagine one situation where the auto halted at a traffic light check. The traffic police was standing beside the auto and talking to somebody and I was squeezing. In fact, whenboth the c***dren had arrived home for a weekend last month, shehad been amazed at how grown up they had become since their lastvisit. They seemed more worldly wise; a look about them that shewasn't sure how to interpret, and in some ways, she had been evenmore conscious of the changes in her son. Kevin was no longer her little boy, but instead he was ayoung man maturing rapidly. Yet there was still that specialgleam in his eyes that made her feel proud, and as always she hada hard.