It felt like he was pushing me right in the direction he wanted me to go. It was less painful than a headlock though."My father won't be home until fo...r. What time does the movie start?" Seven o'clock. It's a good one too. "Psycho". Greg Chaltin said he almost peed his pants when he saw it." I'd heard of the movie. It was an Alfred Hitchcock picture, and supposed to have this really scary scene in it. I wouldn't mind going to see it even without Eileen, I thought to myself. I always tried to. This continued for a few days. He was starting to think I was angry with him or something with how hard I was working at avoiding him. Towards the end of the week, he asked me to stay up until he got home, there was something he wanted to talk to me about. My heart was pounding. There was nothing I could do about it so I just nodded my head and said I would. That was the longest night I had experienced in a long time. Ashley went to sleep around midnight and I just laid on the couch and watched. The kind of look you see from people on a subway train—that vacant stare at nothing; despite the fact that in this case a comely girl is giving a guy a hand job five feet from me. She had to have seen my hard-on protruding, though what was poking at my pants nothing compared to the piece of meat that kid had. It had a large bulbous head on it and looked like it was more than a fist full for her. Before long I had given up the indifference routine and just locked on her staring as her hand kept. Is story mein ek rickshaw wala hamari chudai record ker leta hai aur hum dono ko blackmail karta hai merii biwi se maze lene ke liye…..Hum dono ko bahaar chudai bahut pasand hai….Koi bhi aa sakta hai kabhi, isme he excitement hai hamare liye…Ek raat jab hum gaadi park ker ke chudai mein lage the back seat per toh hume laga ki koi shaayad hame dekh raha hai….Mein murh gaya aur dekha ki ek ganda sa rickshaw wala hamari chudai phone se record ker raha tha…..Hum ek dum se ruke aur maine pant pehan.