"Sorry," I mumbled."It's ok," Mom replied, so low I could hardly hear her.I sank back into the loveseat and watched TV, my eyes straight ahead, even t...ough the show hadn't yet returned. When it did, I found myself missing chunks because my mind was distracted. I kept picturing the explosion of that first drop of root beer onto the edge of Mom's knee, the growing pool as it was joined by its companions with the inevitable surge and rush down Mom's thigh. The final scene played out longer each. He nodded again and I buttoned the front of my dress, all the way this time. He wanted a demure housewife, not the slut he took to the bar the other night to entertain his friends.As soon as I had my dress buttoned up he ordered me to follow him. I grabbed my purse and followed him out to his car. He let me sit on my side of the car this time. He didn't touch me. But he had to do something to humiliate me. As soon as he started the car, while he was still backing out of my driveway, he ordered. "Well there's been one or two serious one, with a sprinkling of others," I smiled at my own description. "Oh," she said, "father has kept me a bit isolated, you may not be the first date I've ever had, but there's not been many others."Oh that's a bit sad," I said."Yeah, when I was at school, all my girlfriend used to tell me all their wild adventures, I would get very jealous." I'm sorry, but I'm not really into wild adventures," I said, "I like a good book or film." Oh that's great," her face. Or wo chicken banane lagi maine kaha kapde change karke ata hun or ma bhi thoda tight trouser pehenkar aa gaya or jab aya to aakar phir se uski gaand pe hath touch kiya to wo is baar kuch nahi boli phir maine kayi baar uski gaand touch ki or wo kuch boli hi nahi or mujhse normaly batein karti rahi phir maine socha bahut der ho gayi ha ab chance liya jaye or ma kitchen se bahar gaya or dabe paaon andar aya or peeche se radhika ko pakad kar uski aankhon par hath rakh kar bola batao kon krish kya.
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