I took the kids to daycare and when I got home, Adriana showed me the message she’d just received from Jonah, “Remember, starting now your patheti...c little cunt is mine. An airline ticket is at the airport, flight at 3 PM., next Friday.”What the hell does this guy think he is, I wondered. “You’re not actually going to go through with that, are you?” I asked my wife. She sure as hell hadn’t been exaggerating his filthy, disrespectful language.She looked up at me, “Why not?” she asked, very softly. Phir khana laga mein or aunty ne khaana khaya or phir mere paas aa kar beth gai or pocha k kia haal hain ab batao mein ghabra gaya k aisa kyon poch rahi hain tu phir unhoon ne bataya k tum ne hi Ahmad se number liya tha mera or mujhe hi call karte thy or phone per mujh se sex karte thy ………………………….. itn a kehna tha k mein khush hoo kar aunty tu wo aap hain mein ne unhein daboch liya phir un ke hoont choosne laga aunty bhi mujhe kiss karne lagi …………………………Mein ne kiss karte karte aunty se pocha k. ‘Maybe in the spring. Maybe we’ll see him with a mate then.’ ‘Is he sad, Grandpa?’ ‘Yes, child, he is. I can see it in his flight and sometimes when he rests on the bluff or in the barren trees’. ‘Does he cry? Do falcons cry?’ ‘No,no dear, not most but this falcon is different. He does cry as he searches for a love he has not found. He cries as the wind spirits pull him this way and push him that way and then lift him to the sky’. ‘How do you know he cries, Pa?’ ‘I feel him cry, little one. I. I had rucked their dresses up a bit and had an arse cheek in each hand, again Stella's was the fuller, plumper of the two but both deliciously smooth as I squeezed and pawed them. Whilst my hands were busy so were theirs and then stroked my chest, belly and thighs with warm fingers. They began to pull at my clothing, working in tandem, and soon I was down to my underpants which were now tented with my erection. As they kissed their way around my face they happened to meet in the middle and I.