She plucked my pen out of my shirt pocket, briefly scribbling on a paper towel. “I'm John,” I said, as she stuffed the towel into my shirt pocket ...long with the pen. She dried herself with some paper towels and quickly dressed as I pulled my pants up. She unlocked the door, sticking her head out for a second, then took my hand and led me back into the store. We strolled toward the entrance, making small talk. Out in the mall concourse, she stood on tiptoe to give me a quick kiss and walked. In the night I was gone mad. I forgot everything and fucked her like a mad bull. It was after our war and when we subsided that I began to think of my son. My elder son is raghu. He is 16 years and in 10th class. I got reminded of me when I thought about him. I was a bit angry at first. But soon my dream came back; the dream to share my mother with my father. As the days passed I began to think about it more. Then slowly the old dream became a new one. After 15 years of marriage I began to. More

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