You fuck Pushpa in night, then fuck me in the morning. Half of the milk is for you. He wants you to drink some of it. He is just shy of admitting it t...o you.Vinod: Don’t blame him, Didi. He has lost interest in sex. Why would he ask me anyway? I am lucky, how else would I fuck you and Pushpa both.Mom: Hmm. Chutye!My father knew of this! Explains why she was casually fucking him in the bathroom. They were kissing passionately now.Mom: Does Pushpa know you are helping your didi here?Vinod: Yes she. ." she mumbled, soft tears soaking my shirt. I shush and hush her, she clings to me, letting me go only after I've assured her all grandpas, and especially candyman grandpas live forrrrever in heaven.Her sobs slowly settle down as she stretches her hands away from me."I'm sorry." It's okay to cry, you know?" Uh-huh?" It's okay to cry; everybody cries, but everybody laughs too, see?" I pointed to the loud children by the yellow bus.I take out the biggest ice-cream I have and give it to her. Her. "I," my voice is barely more than a hoarse whisper and I clear my throat, "I'm looking for - I - I'd like -"I feel like being quizzed at school for the first time again, her eyebrows lift slightly, questioningly, and my nervousness hightens again. "I'm looking for lesbian bondage magazines" I manage to say quickly and take a big, relieved breath.Her lips, enhanced by the light red lipstick, sparkle as the tip of her tongue runs over them, quick and unconsciously, but my eyes become glued to. “You deserved it. There are times I’m not sure you deserve it, but yes, I love you. I thought I’d shown you that this summer.”“I thought you did, too, but then we have this evening, and while we’re about it what’s with the so-called surprise visit from my parents. Don’t tell me you had it set up several days ago?”“No that was a last-minute thing, I was so happy you wanted to be here this week that I forgot how much I was supposed to be involved with. It came to a head when the office sent me my.