His slippery fingers were itching to feel the pulsating flesh of his mother's back and as he tired to put a hand down, his mother turned and this made his hand to come in contact with her thighs. After having his supper as he was working out over the math problems, his mother entered. This prompted Rahul to face her and on seeing a smiling face, he put his hand on her head and said 'why is your hair plaited? He just consumed what ever was laid on the table and after having a hand wash, he wiped his hands on her mother's sari which had become a custom of his. This particular day as she resigned from waiting for her husband, she walked the few steps to her son's bedroom to enquire about his studies. Shobha was waiting for her husband Malhotra, a businessman who was never in time. After a sleepless night Shobha got up early to take care of the breakfast. Shobha let her son fondle her hair and seeing him relax a bit let him have his way. He stood still for a few moments devouring it and before his mother could look up at him, he felt the house.
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