Not like the other weirdoes--the beefy, sweaty truckers or the guys that couldn't help jacking off in front of the rest of the world. Most of them wou...ld frighten small children if they were standing alone on a school street corner. I was different because I was normal. I was the guy you'd see every day at work, or taking the kids to the soccer game, or pushing a cart at the grocery store. About 5'10", average build, a little potbelly, the start of male pattern baldness. My clothes were clean. It was actually her mother I wanted to fuck, but due to traditional Sikh and Indian families, she treated me like her own son.Initially, our lessons were going good and we use to have our normal friendly talk but we never thought about anything intimate about her. One day, I went to the bathroom and I left my phone back. I received a video over WhatsApp in my friend’s group and it was a sex video. She out of curiosity checked that message and I when I came back she just threw the phone back as. After a few rounds I was so trashed that I had forgotten about the pizza and smoke started pouring out of the oven. I rushed to it and as I was pulling it out Mike brushed by me again, only this time he patted my ass. I was stunned and said nothing as if it was unintentional. After eating some pizza rolls, we decided it was enough excitement for one night and it was time to retire. I led Mike to his room bouncing off the walls as I walked down the hall. At one point Mike had to catch me from. ‘Mother Earth and Father Sky please tell it again please.’ The crowd pleaded. ‘Hum, ok,’ the Old Indian settled for his next show. The drum roll came from a near by teepee as some were singing and chanting for his build up Hawk put his arm around Dove and they molded together closer and all ears fell to the old wise story teller. ‘Now Grandfather Time was making his rounds across the vastness.’ He said as he pointed to the heavens. ‘And he came across Sky. And sky was very sad. Grandfather time.