It matters less and less, though. Until it doesn’t matter at all. Until it wouldn’t matter even if he really did hurt you. Until you’re ready to... beg him to hurt you, if that’s what it takes.’ She moved her fingers from Luke’s mouth back to his cheek, felt the fine, barely-there whiskers, then dropped her hand to his chest. His heartbeat felt thick and heavy against her palm, rapid but not erratic. His upset was easing. ‘That’s the worst part,’ she continued, whispering, staring at her hand. We lie next to each other talking and watching. We watch as different shapes form in the clouds commenting to each other as to what we imagine them to be. Stopping occasionally to kiss each other softly. Time flies by and soon we have to head back to the cabin, we gather the quilt folding it. Taking each other in arm we stand for a final look from a top the hill. Neither of us wanting this moment to end. We turn and head back to the cabin. We arrive at the cabin late in the afternoon. I put. Abbu aur aarzoo. Ammi aur akram. Aur main aur aap. Hum sab ek saath hi jam kar maze lenge to ammi boli pata nahi abbu aur ammi raji honge is baat ke liye ya nahi…? To mamu bole iski jimmedaari aapki hai aur 2sre din akram aa hi gaya aur din me ammi ne khuskhabri sunaayi ki aarzoo tere naana aur naani ek saath ek hi room me chudaayi karne ko raaji ho gaye hai to maine kaha ammi nana jaan kuch bura to nahi maane itni jaldi aakhir raaji kaise ho gaye wo…? Ammi boli beti teri choot ka nasha un par. “Faiza, bass karo mara kamm honay wala hay, hatt jao warana tumhara moonh ganda hoo ga.” She said Honay do” she again took it in her mouth a start moving her head up and down, faster then mujay laga kay merey tatton main say panni ka eik saalabb nikla aur Faiza kay moonh main gia. Oonnnh she uttered but did not let my dick out, dharr kay badd dharr nikalti gai aur jabb mara lund jhatkay lgana bannd ho gia tu unsay lund monh say nikal dia aur sari panni maray lund parr thook diya, usaky moonh.