One day she kissed me on my back when she was coming with me on a bike. She said that she stays in uttam nagar and we were roaming near dilshad garden, it was about 11 o clock. I said her she won’t get metro so I will leave her to her house and she said ok. At 12 we reached uttam nagar at her flat. She asked me to come inside her flat but I said I would leave on strong insisting me I entered her house.She brought some food to eat for dinner. After having dinner she started to share her life with me as ho she got so alone after her grandmother got expired and rest her complete family at USA. She started crying as she needs a good friend who can care her. So I hugged her and started wiping her tears and kissed her on her forehead and made her believe that dont cry I am with her she is not alone.Then we thought of sleeping, while sleeping she hugged me her crispy delicious boobs were pressing my back that made my tool grow to its maximum and reached to condition of tearing the boxer. I lay thinking about it for an age. I got up, made coffee, and took it to my office. I had work to do, emails to answer. I heard Fi moving about. She was tidying her room, and then the bathroom and the kitchen. She was back in her room when the door rattled and my son, David came in. He went into his room and clattered around for a bit. I hesitated. My idea was mad, but I had to test it. I heard him carry something to the kitchen. ‘Dave?’ I shouted along to him. He put whatever it was down, and stuck his head round the office door. ‘Come in.’ He did. I pushed the office door closed. ‘What have I done.’ I realised that I had done exactly what I would have done if my son was getting a telling off. ‘No, nothing. It’s just that … ‘ This was embarrassing me. ‘Dave, you remember your imaginary friend?’ ‘Yes, Dad. Phoebe you mean?’ His face looked as if he was either about to protest about ‘imaginary’, or to deny the memory, but then thought better of either these options, and nodded. ‘Can.
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