The slightest touch flooded me with memories of last night.I finished washing myself with great difficulty and waited for my excitement to diminish be...fore putting a robe on and walking to the kitchen where I found my daughter awake. She had always been a late sleeper and I had expected her to still be asleep.My heart broke... It was clear that she had been crying all night. "Listen Michelle, I am so sorry for last night. As a father I failed you in the worst way and I am ashamed. I am calling. Apparently, she had figured out that if she trapped him for long enough, he would eventually exhaust himself and stay still. She wasn’t wrong, and after a minute he relented, letting her manhandle him.Osha was annoying, he would have to teach her some boundaries at some point, and yet it was hard to be angry with her while buried in her sweater meat. She was warm, and it felt good to be held, her powerful heartbeat and rhythmic breathing had a hypnotic quality. Might as well go back to sleep.. She wore bone colored pumps and clutched a vinyl ecru purse to her plaster bosom. Her wig today was that hideous shade of red that no real person ever had.The manager shuddered a bit. Sympathy for a mannequin? He snorted to clear his mind of such a notion so he could get back to doing his job. Watching the boy, that was his job at the moment.Still the boy stood and stared and now the manager noticed something else. The boy, probably not more than 11 or 12, maybe 13, stood with one foot forward. Maine zara bhi der nahi ki aur jaan boojh ke cheekh mari.Aslam cheekh sunke bhaag ke ander aa gaya. Maine abhi kapde nahi pehne the. Usne mujhe dekha lekin usi waqt aankhen neeche karli. Uske poochne pe maine bola ki waha choohe hai. Woh hasne laga. Neeche uska lund khada hua tha.Maine usko bola ki yaha to bohut bade choohe hai aur sabse bada to apka chooha hai. Ye baat sunke usne meri taraf dekha. Main aadhi nangi thi fir bhi usne apni aankhen mujhse nahi hatai. Main samajh gayi ki ab kaand.