Mom looked at me strangely, as if evaluating me, and then asked me bluntly if I would sleep with Dad.At that immature age, I said no. The thought had ...repelled me then, or so I told myself. Mom never raised the subject again, and I guess she half-expected me to backtrack on my decision. I focused on my medical course and drove all thoughts of carnal pleasures from my mind. For the next three years, I always thought of Mom's suggestion as a poor joke. I saw no reason for bringing it up with. 'Everything has now got to go before a counselor. Bang your toe and 'you must see a counselor'. I don't know how we survived, we had no counselors at boarding school, yet we managed.'His Uncle didn't mention the call and he didn't ask; for really it was no concern of his. It was their problem. Later that morning his Uncle said"I thought we would go across to the Aunts this afternoon, it is awhile since we visited them. I know since you left the old country town a year or so ago you have been. Phir ishant utha or mere taraf aaya or bola subah jab abhi ne tuze msg kiya to tune kya kaha use bol madarchod tune usko uske namse kaise bulaya wo tera malik hai smjha tu uska kutta hai teri aukad sirf uske pair chatne tak ki hai to bta aajse use kya bolega mai chup chap pda tha usne mere muh pe jorse lat mari or bola bol chudke maine kaha malik bolunga to usne kaha ab eske bad gltise bhi uska ya hm mese kisika nam leke bulaya to boht mar khaega…. Abhi ne mere kan ke niche bjae or bola aaj tu. Mum sat down with Samuel on a sofa , the lights where dimmed by remote control an music was put on " you be a good boy for mummy now hunny, you promised to do anything to make me happy " mum said . " i will " i said nervously but what i was expecting was not what happened .Jane entered the room with a young girl about my age , same size an build with blond hair it was the girl who had done my makeup last time i was here. she wore a tight pink PVC skirt with a matching top that showed off her.