Yes, only fifteen, I was making progress. I made the corrections and submitted my work of art that very night. For the first time, in a long time, I f...elt pretty good about what I’d done. When it was posted and I read the reviews and e-mails I had an epiphany. There is no way on this fucking earth that I was going to please everyone. Spelling and grammar were no longer the issue. If I was writing about a cheating wife and the husband reconciled with her, I was an idiot for letting the husband. “Your mother taught you very well, Honey. If you did just that all night I would be a happy woman.”Aaron stood up and said, “We can do more of that later, but right now, I have other plans for you, my beautiful Sara.” He picked me up and carried me to the bed and gently set me down with hardly any effort at all. My panties were still around my ankles. I moved to the middle and kicked off my panties as he climbed in beside me. I was suddenly focused on his boxers and, to be honest, a little. Ek din ki baat hai me apne room me story padh rha tha aur mujhe dhyan nhi rha ki mera door band nahi hai to padhte padhte meri mummy room me aa gyi aur unhone mujhe apna 6 inch ka lund hilate hue dekh lia aur me mummy ko dekhte hi ghabra gaya aur jaldi se apna lund pajama me daal ke mobile me dkhne laga but mummy ne kuch nhi bola aur waha se chale gayi.us din maine aur mummy ne koi baat nhi kari.Dusre din se sab kuch normal ho gaya aur hum pehle ki tarah baat kar rahe the jaise kuch nhi hua ho.. "When we get things arranged here we'll have to see what kind of men there are around these parts," she said."Why?" asked Becky."You need a husband," said her mother."No I don't!" said Becky impulsively.Bella smiled. That attitude would change when Becky spent some time with a few men ... under carefully controlled conditions, of course."All women need a husband," said Bella, wisely.Becky had visions of some man dragging her away from her mother and brother. She could almost feel his iron grip.