Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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As the cameraman started to leave, Murthy who was in the living room started to leave, and they both left the farmhouses together.  It was just my mom in one farmhouse and my sister in the adjacent farmhouse.  After wearing her saree, my sister began going to the adjacent farmhouse to check on my mom.  My mom looked happy and was smiling at my sister, “where is the director?” my sister asked.  “He is not in there mom, I am coming from there,” my sister said in a tired tone.  Looking at my tired sister, “it's okay, we will go home and come tomorrow in the morning,” my mom said and took my sister home.