Mamta meri kaamwali ki beti thi. Meri kaamwali aunty ko hum logo ke yahan kaam karte hue kitne saal ho chuke the, mujhe to yaad bhi nahi tha. Jab se mujhe kaamwali aunty word malum hai, tab se mei unhi ko dekh raha tha. Ya yu boliye, ki mummy ke saath unko itne saal ho chuke the. To mummy unko kahin jaane nahi deti thi. Un dino unki tabiyat thik nahi chal rahi thi. Unhone apne beti Mamta ko kaam par bhej diya tha. Mamta ko jab maine dekha, to mere muh se laar tapakne lagi. Esa nahi tha, ki Mamta ko maine pahli baar dekha tha. Lekin, kai saalo baad dekha tha. Hum dono saath padai karte the, khele bhi the. Phir pahle padai or phir job ke liye bahar jaane se us se kabhi milne ka mouka nahi mila.
Phir aaj jab wo aayi, to mujhe dekh kar muskura uthi. Meri najaro me to sirf hawas thi or ab uski chut ki chudai karne ke liye mera louda tadapne laga tha. Wese bhi ghar alag rah kar mera tharakpana kuch jyada hi ho chukka tha. Mummy bahar chali gayi thi usko kuch samjha kar. Mei us ke pass gaya, kuch baatin ki. Mera louda fanfana raha tha. Wo mere loude ki harkat dekh kar muskura rahi thi. Mujhe mouka sahi laga. Maine usko ekdam se pakad kar chumna shuru kar diya. Us ne na dikhne wala virodh kiya, lekin maine usko nahi chora. Kuch hi palo wo garam ho kar mera saath de rahi thi. Phir to maine kya mast chudai ki uski. Kaamwali ke kale badan ko pine ka anand ki kuch or tha.
