Tag: brother

Mom and I were both stunned when we finally heard Sophie was pregnant. After just one year at the University of Illinois she was coming home to have her first baby, a husband or boyfriend nowhere in sight.She had left our modest home on the South Side of Chicago in September 2003, a full 4 year scholarship to their School of Applied Science in hand. She had always been a success, straight A's in high school, valedictorian of her class, All-State softball player, volunteer with the United Way, President of the Student Council etc., etc. The kind of person you'd love to hate, jealous of her successes. But she was popular. And beautiful! All through high school the boys had chased her and somehow she had dated many of them without becoming very serious with any of them and without angering or hurting anyone. There were probably ten or fifteen guys who graduated from Daley Senior High with their date or dates with Sis being among their happiest memories.I was only eleven months younger

My older brother Russell had everything in life, so it seemed. He had been blessed with extraordinary good looks and intelligence. Although he did have a rather quirky side, for the most part you could call him the All-American male, at least in public.Russell graduated from Pitt law school and then joined my father's firm. A couple years later he married his college sweetheart, Laurie. They often talked about having children, many children. Laurie and I became very close. She even confided in me about their wonderful sex life. Although Laurie admitted, with a wink, that Russell liked to get kinky on occasion. And she said she readily indulged his fetish because she loved him so much.Kinky? Well, I did know Russell liked to wear lingerie. I first discovered that fact one day when I came home from school early because I didn't feel well and I found Russell in my bedroom. Naked. Going through my dresser drawers. I watched him pick out a bra and admire it. Then he turned and saw me. He

'So what's this about?'I flopped down onto the couch as my parent's stood expectantly in the middle of the room.'We'll tell you when your sister gets here. Where is she anyway- oh!'Molly burst into the room and took a seat on the opposite end of the couch, tucking her long hair behind her ears as she straightened her back and placed her knees together. She always was a pro at acting the perfect daughter around them, especially when the possibility of us having done something wrong hung in the air.'Okay, I guess we can start.'My mum looked nervously at my dad. This was odd. Usually when we were in trouble they knew exactly what to launch into.'Well, I guess first of all we'd like to thank you for looking after the place while we were away. It doesn't look like a bomb went off.'Molly smiled smugly.'I made sure we stayed on top of the mess.'My parents had been away at a five day retreat. Though it wasn't a normal retreat, and not something I imagine many families would ever have to deal

1. DevikaWe girls were sitting on the lawns outside, awaiting the clock to strike for the practical class. Just then a flying bird shitted on the jutting of my left breast, I mean, over my blouse. I looked up: it was a crane."It's a good omen of luck!" opined my classmates.My father used to say that I was conceived in a spiritual way and would bring good luck and fortune once I grew, but he didn't have any luck to see it realized. And luck is here in the premonition of ...Oh shit! I had to have a wash and change. On my way to the hostel, I met Bhavana and she accompanied me into my room. Bhavana was doing her final year whereas I was a fresher in first year. She became my best friend from the very first day she rescued me of my college raking. And Hindi (though I knew little) was our common factor.Once inside, I undressed and noticed no strain underneath, but the devouring look of my best friend. A bit shocked but riveted, I felt a weakness in my knees.Moment next I was in the hold of

Lakshmi was in trouble. Not horrible trouble... it was more along the lines of pain-in-the-ass trouble. It seemed like her whole life was like that. Things just happened to her that didn't work out well.Most people would have said the latest was her decision to let Arjun Singh take her virginity. She'd fooled around a little bit on dates and stuff, but nothing serious. Then, at age eighteen, she'd decided in a fit of anger that she should be a woman. So she arranged for Arjun to make her one. He was most happy to do so, except he didn't bring a condom, like he promised he would, and by the time she found that out it was too late for both of them. It hadn't even been much fun, and she didn't plan on doing that a lot more. For her it was enough that she became a woman.Unfortunately, she also became pregnant.Her parents shipped her off to her older brother to get fat and have a baby privately, so all their friends wouldn't know about it. They assumed she wouldn't want the baby and it

//இந்த பகுதியை ஜெயா தொடருவாள்//நிர்வாணமாக என் மகள் ராகினி நின்றுக் கொண்டு இருக்க பக்கத்தில் கன்னியப்பன் சுன்னியை உறுவிக் கொண்டு இருந்தார், அவரை பார்த்ததும் என் மனம் மலரும் நினைவுக்கு போனது. அவர் விந்தை கசியும் என் ஆதர்சன பூலை பார்த்தேன். என் மனதில் அவர் என்னை பிக்கப் செய்து ஓத்தது நினைவுக்கு வந்தது. உங்களுக்கு அந்த கதை தெரிய வேண்டுமல்லவா?கன்னியப்பனை கண்டதும் என் மனம்

இரவு மணி எழு. இன்று வீட்டு வேலைக்காரி வரவில்லை. இன்று வீட்டு வேலை செய்து என் இடுப்பு ஏறக்குறைய உடைந்தே விட்டது. இதையெல்லாம் யோசித்துக் கொண்டே வீட்டை வேகமாக பெருக்கிக் கொண்டு இருந்தேன். வியற்வை வழிந்தது. என் புறங்கையால் வழிந்த வியற்வையை துடைத்துக் கொண்டே கண்ணாடியில் என் உருவத்தை பார்த்தேன். உண்மையிலேயே இந்த 40 வயதிலும் அழகாகவும் கவர்ச்சியாகவும்தான் இருக்கிறேன். அது

மறுநாள் நானும் அம்மாவும் ஜவுளி கடைக்கு கிளம்பினோம். குழந்தை வீட்டில் அரவிந்தோடு இருந்தது. கார்த்திக் காலேஜ் சென்று இருந்தான். நானும் அம்மாவும் மட்டும் தனியாக ஜவுளிக்கடைக்கு சென்றோம். ப்ரேசியர் ஸிக்ஷனில் சென்றுக் கொண்டு இருக்கும்போது அங்கே தொங்கிக் கொண்டு இருந்த பலவிதமான ப்ரேஸியரை பார்த்ததும் அதில் இரண்டு புதிதாக வாங்க வேண்டும் போலிருந்தது."அம்மா. ப்ரா இரண்டு

சிங்கார சென்னை தான். ஆனால் குடும்ப தலைவிகளுக்கு சென்னை வாழ்க்கை சலிப்புதான். இயந்திரத்தனமான வாழ்க்கையில் மாற்றம் வந்தது என் தம்பியால். என் வாழ்க்கை மாறியதற்கு காரணம் என் தம்பி. அதற்கு முன்னால் என்னை பற்றி. சித்ரா என் பெயர். குடும்ப தலைவி. நடிகை குஷ்புவை கற்பனை செய்துக்கொள்ளுங்கள் அப்படி இருப்பேன். சற்றே குள்ளம். இரட்டை நாடி உடல். பால் போன்ற வெண்மை நிறம். பெருத்த

என் பெயர் சுந்தர். நான் ஆர்ட்ஸ் காலேஜ்ல கணித டிபார்ட்மெண்டில் இறுதி வருட படிப்பை படிச்சிட்டு இருக்கேன். என்னதான் காலேஜ்ல படிச்சாலும், எனக்கென ஒரு கேர்ள் பிரண்ட் கூடயில்லை. ஏன்னா, எங்கூட படிக்கிறவளுக எல்லாம் தேவடியாளுக. அவளுக கூட பிரண்ட்ஷிப் வெச்சிக்கிட்டா முதல்ல பாக்கெட் காலியாகும், அப்பறம் கஞ்சி டேங்க் காலியாகும். ஆனாலும் பெரிய யோக்கியப் புண்டைகளைப் போல, பிகு