Aur jhat se mummy ke pass chale gye…meri gaand to bilkul sun padi thi….aisa lag raha tha ki abhi bhi meri gaand mein papa ki ungli hai…main bhi ...mummy ke pass chali gayi…mummy baithi hui thi aur kaafi fresh lag rahi thi…maine mummy se pucha how r u mom??..unhone kaha better…phir unhone kaha ki tum log itni jaldi kaise uth gye abhi to 7 hi baje hain…to humne kaha ki hamari neend khul gyi…phir mummy susu karne chali gyi aur main aur papa ek dusre ko dekhkar smile pass karne lage….maine unhe badi. Thinking this would be the best time to go and have a word, I get up and wander off to the loo (You have to note, this guy was one of those people that get worked up really easily and have major tantrums, you know the type of people that scream and cry, get really wound up and frustrated), walking into the toilets I see that we're alone and he has just finished washing his hands, he turns to face me and I am there, blocking the doorway. The conversation went as so:Me: Just what the fuck do you. She was sure that Jim was bigger than Mike, but also considered each occasion as a separate experience that maybe wasn’t meant to be compared.Her thoughts moved on to Kristal and Nikki. Then back to the school showers and the chewing gum, with Nikki’s wonderful help. All this experience in the past few weeks! And before that, she had thought that nobody would ever want to kiss her, let alone make love to her. In fact, she thought, before the shower incident, all she had ever done, apart from. I led him up the stairs, and unlocked the door. Rachel was stretched out on the couch, I think she’d been asleep, but she raised up and regarded us with bleary eyes.“Rachel, honey, sorry to do this to you ... but I met a guy I used to know tonight, and I wanna talk to him a while. Okay?”“Sure, honey,” she said, yawning and stretching. She was just wearing a t-shirt, and she looked sexier than shit. I was proud of her.We sat, or he sat in the easy chair, and I sat on the couch next to Rachel. I.