It was getting really annoying. She heard bits and pieces of the conversation. “No, mom. I’m fine. I told you I was going out tonight. You just ...forget. I’ll be home before eleven, I promise. Yes. YES. I have my phone mom. Well, because you just called me on it!” Thad sounded exasperated. “Mom, just because something happened to Maggie Jones does not mean there’s a serial killer out there.” Dana stopped listening as her brain pulled the exact information front and center that she’d been. She placed her arms behind her, coming to support her weight as she aimed her pussy upwards, watching with a massive thrill as her questing pee stream flew into the air before forming a flowing arch that caught the rays of the dying sun. More and more piss splattered over the carpet. The stain she had made with her toilet was larger than ever, a testimony to the level of her desperation prior to beginning her wee.All good things must come to an end. Slowly the flowing fountain of piss leaving. I asked “may i come in”. she said yes and after the hour she called me and asked me to meet her before i leave from the college that day. I was a bit scared about it.but some how i went to her in the evening. she took me out of the staff room andShe : what raj, are these mis heards true.?me : what mamShe : Like you addicted boozing and all stuff because of a girlme : (dont know what to reply) No mam.She : Today I also I observed you in the morning. you are not actually like previous . You are a. When this incident took place in my life. My x-gf broke up with me because of her sister. I was very upset those days, to feel better I heavily smoke cigarettes & become a regular alcoholic person that time.Shweta (that girl) worked in my mother’s par lour. Daily she comes to take keys from my mom’s to open par lour.One day my mom went to kanpur for 1week at her sisters place & told shweta to prepare food for dad & me. And ordered me to keep eyes on her. Early morning I prepare maggi for dad in.