But still I was not able to forget the scene.Next day he again came drunk and the same thing was repeated. I again saw his dick rising in his shorts, ...but this time I didn’t move away. I stayed there and tried to bring back him to his senses and started to talk. I told him that both me and nisha will help him recover his loan and he shouldn’t feel alone. We can do anything for him. Then as I saw it rising more in his shorts, I asked him “papa aap kaisa feel kar rahe ho abhi”Papa: mujhe bohot. Uncle ne kuch kaju muh se floor par gira diye aur kaha saaf karo.Main unhe uthane jhuki to unhone meri gand par zor se thappad mara aur kaha aise nahi muh se. Ab main puri tarah maukrani nahi slave ban gai thi.Maine muh se kaju uthaye aur unhe dustbin me dala.Uncle k dost ne mujhe bulaya aur mujhe apni gaod main beth kar wine pilane kaha. Main ek dum besharam randi ki tarah has has kar unhe pilane lage ,,wo ab mujhe kiss karne lage,main b unka sath de rahi thi.Wo mujhe maslne lage. Main maze lr. We're all bound to be a little cranky. But there's no reason to be nasty. I'm sure Pete's sorry he suggested those things about the producers -- right, Pete? You know the show's on the level."Pete smacked Jon with the back of his hand. "Shut up, you obsequious moron. A six-year-old could see the show's rigged. The whole thing's a crooked game. Like those tours they sell. Jack up the prices for fleabag hotels. Charge $25 for a T-shirt that fades in five days. It's all a rook. Des knows. Ask her. The range of smells was very intriguing and I was always looking for windows of opportunity to sniff different girls' panties.It was a Saturday night, the school year was one third over, and we were just getting ready for Christmas vacation. A lot of people were leaving, but as Jeff and I lived close we didn't have to leave so early. There weren't too many people around, but Jeff and I managed to find a party and get pretty drunk. We returned the room and smoked some pot and Jeff passed out on.