Me ghar aneke ko chali to Amit sir mile wo bhi late ho gaye the,wo tshirt aur jeans me bade smat lagate the mene pehli baar unko isme dekha .Hi Seema ...um bhi late ho gayi anyway aj kya kar rahi ho me kaha kuch nahi ,chalo aj ka din saath me spend kare bahar lunch krenge ,kuch movies dekhate hai aise me bhi akela hu .Mene pucha apki family ,apki wife ,wo bole me akela hu mene ab tak shadi nahi ki ,acchi laadaki ki talash me hu ,mere parents Bombay me hai ,Yaha meri transfer 4 saal ke liye hui. Riley was grateful they got slightly bigger cars, and that he didn’t own much stuff, he was able to easily fit most of his clothes and belongings including the only memento he had of his mother, a rainbow colored stuffed turtle that she got him long ago. Brenda was right with him, packing her car and everything, and as they were getting the last items, their dad stirred and started cursing them out and screaming.“Get me out of this, you little cunt! Let me loose!”“Fuck you!” she said giving him. I was talking with your mother, my sister-in-law, and I told her that I would like it if all of the men in the house would fuck me. Mildred made an announcement and gave me a glass of straight vodka to drink.Mickey asked, “So why did you want me to fuck you too?”Mom replied, “Because you are a fine young man and I have dreamed of letting you fuck me. I wanted your virginity. Am I too late?”Mickey answered, “No you are my first fuck if that’s what you wanted to know.”Mom smiled at him and then. I just let that go, because there wasn’t any reasonable way to respond. We finished our coffee and Dante paid the check. We walked out of the restaurant and shook hands, and the valets brought our cars. I noticed that he’d driven a very high-end Mercedes, and wondered just how many cars he had. But that was his business, not mine. I got into my Daytona and headed home.November 6, 1987, Chicago, Illinois“Did you make ANY concessions?” Elyse asked in our business development meeting.“No,” I said..