Mujhe bahut maza aaya or main ab roz story padhne laga magar mera mann ab meri maa ke liye badal raha tha or main unke liye pagal sa hota jaa raha tha... or mujhe sirf meri maa hi nazar aati thi. Story padh padh ke mera dimag hil gaya.Main roz naye tarike sochta ki kaise maa ko seduce karoon meri maa ke baare me detail me bata doon unka naam shweta hain or unki age 47 or chote boobs hain or bahut gori hain lambe kale baal or wo lambe nails rakhti thi wo mujhe sabse jyada pasand the unme wo bahut. Sales had gone up because she really likes it here. From the time she was a little girl she always loved wearing a scarf with her outfits. Now every day she wore a different one on the job and it helped sales.Women reacted well to someone who believed in their product. Some women just wore a scarf occasionally but a lot of her customers were regulars and followed her example and wore scarves of all types with all kinds of outfits.She looked down to the end of the counter and saw something that. "So how was your weekend?" she asked."Sleepy. How was yours?" Okay except I had this big argument with Kristi." I'm sorry," I said. Who was Kristi?"My parents let her get away with stuff that they wouldn't let me do when I was her age."I figured it out. Kristi was her little sister.I struggled in Algebra class today. I was out of practice.I went off to Biology and took the wrong seat again.Kim was in my English class. I sat behind her while she talked to a girl, Angela I think. I stared at Kim. Zijn pik werd gestaag harder, waardoor het me steeds meer moeite kostte hem helemaal in mijn mond te nemen. Maar hoe harder hij werd, hoe liever ik zijn eikel tegen mijn huig wilde voelen, hoe liever dat mijn lippen zijn buikwand raakten. Het lukte, maar de tranen sprongen in mijn ogen. 'kggag', klonk het 'kggag'. Mijn mond werd steeds natter, want het water liep me behalve figuurlijk ook letterlijk in de mond. Hij kreune luid: 'Aahhh'.Ik versnelde, en genoot van de sopgeluiden die mijn mond.