Now my identity was in question.Mom: “Hyacha lund baghun, mala pan shanka aahe aata. Tya velela tar majhe saheb mala roj jhavayche godown madhye ani... hyaacha baap pan jhavaycha ratricha. Kadachit tyanchach asava.”(Looking at his cock, even I am in doubt now. When I got pregnant, my boss used to fuck me in the storeroom daily, and his father would fuck me twice a week.)Me: “That means I am a bastard, and I don’t know who my father is.” (I squirmed) Tu tujya boss barobar affair karat hotis?” (You. I am 27& I am from the great city Hyderabad. Istart here to share my experience with you. A year ago I went to myfriend’s (Yash’s) house to watch movieand see some movies. After spending few hours enjoying cards and amovie I wanted to come back home as it was very late in the night(12:00). I came out of his home and felt sorry that there was noconveyance available due to delay. I waited for half n hour at busstop and finally started walking so I could get something from mainroad. I bough two. Again, he slowed it right down. I screamed behind the gag. My eyes pleaded with him."It's funny, isn't it," said Alice, "how an eighty-year-old mute man can make you beg him."My face was stop-light red. I looked into his grey eyes, the one part of him that was still full of life. He turned the dial again. My heart was racing. My whole body was alive. I moaned behind the gag. Again my body told him I was close and again he turned the vibe down. I was absolutely manic, begging loudly behind the. .. You do? Thanks. Thanks ... I'll tell her. Love to Mary." Anything interesting?" They saw it on the eight o'clock this morning. I guess they're re-running it. He thinks this is going to be good for me." I think he's right. You made the CSIRO and the military and natural resources the heroes and the politicos and the merchants look like villains. And you holding Patrick like that!"The phone went again."Hollister ... Hey, Maggie! ... Oh ... Oh ... Really? Tomorrow? Right. My office. Right ....