The house was quiet, except for the hum of the fridge. What the hell happens now?Wait for the next episode. Indian xxx His fingers found her jaw, tilting her face upward. She wasn’t prepared to relish her favourite drink in the middle of the night.She sputtered, some of the pee escaping, trickling down her chin. “Not far now,” he said, his voice even, unaware of the turmoil still twisting in my stomach. They were gone. He smiled politely, a man in his late twenties with a slight Malayali accent. Mom whispered a bit in Ashok’s ears to ask me to leave. Just then, Ashok re-entered the room from the kitchen. The sight that greeted me was raw and undeniable. “Wanted to use the loo. The house was quiet, except for the hum of the fridge. From where I stood, I could make out Dad on the sofa, holding Mom close.
