Sunniyin mel pura thol kizhe irankiyathu, pink nirathil mottu pondru mariyathu. sunniyai uthatil vaithu kondu melum kizhumaga vitu attikondu irunthen....Avalum rasithu umbikondu irunthal, anniyin kunthalai irukamaga pidithapadi suniyai azhamaga iraki eduthen. Sumar oru mani neram melaga umbi vinthai vara vaithal, oru sottai kuda veliyil vidamal muzhumaiyaga kudithu vital.Athanpin anniyin udambai nakki kondu kizhe vanthu irandu kalkaliyum nandraga virithu vaithu koothiyil viralai vitu virinthen.. .. i had a pink fuzzy gown on and i seen her dad drunk lol he still looked sexy but i idea popped in my head a really naughty idea since he is badly drunk he wont remember like always i slowly opend my door and tryed to act sexy and slid on the door frame in a sexy pose and he looked at me and smiled the tryed to open his door then he streached and i walked up to him and hugged him for a long time, he was stupid and sexy drunk and he grabed my ass and i held him more he was sooo strong and big. .. lipstick, blush and lip liner."There's my whore," you say, studying your work. "Tell me, what's youname?"I stammer, nothing firm coming to mind."I'll just grab the razor, here, and start taking swipes at youreyebrows until you decide."Nooooooo... that won't go over well at work!"Um, Melinda," I reply quickly."No, not whorish enough. Not porn star enough."I feel the razor pull out a few hairs.I throw out a few more names, begging you to stop, but finally we justsettle on the name Whore.It. ." Well, maybe if he had, you wouldn't feel so guilty about what happened," I said, cutting her off before she began to cry again. Then, taking a deep breath, I plowed ahead. "Anyway, since he didn't spank you then, I feel it's my duty to do it now."There, I'd said it. My mother just sat there staring at me -- her mouth slightly open, as if she hadn't heard correctly.I continued. "Even though Dad's death wasn't really your fault, you feel guilty ... and the only way you can be free of that.