Ch. 02: Brother, The Milkman
I must only thank my brother’s habit of writing diaries, if not I would have not come across such a wonderful experience of him with my mother. I turned the pages of his diary… Feb 20: There was nothing special for a week after that day with mom. Though she asked me to be naked throughout the day she didn’t insist me to do so. Every time when she sees me she would just smile that wicked smile at me indicating that she didn’t forget that incident. To be frank we didn’t even see ourselves naked after that. But today it was a surprise for me. I was just returning home around 11 O’clock in the morning after a visit to my friend’s house. The front door was open and at first I didn’t hear my mom in. I came in, closed that door and moved towards my bedroom. And I passed my mom’s room I could see the fan running and just as I entered cursing my mom for not switching off the fan, the sight I saw there made me awestruck. For there, on my mom’s bed I saw another woman with my mom. She w...