Hello My Dear Readers...
The following is a Text Message Conversation between 19 Year Old Nirmal and his Mother, Vimala.
This is the Third Part in the Series, and focuses on a New Set of Chats, exchanged between the Two Protagonists in Public, yet discreetly.
Though it is only the Basic Premise of the Story, featuring A Shy yet Very Concerned Son & A Taunting yet Very Straightforward Mother, that gets carried forward, this is still a Direct Continuation, and reading the Earlier Episodes may make this more exciting.
The Plot is set in India.
I have tried my best to make it as interesting as possible, and I really hope all of you will like the attempt.
Happy Reading!!
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Nirmal : Hello Mom...
Vimala : Argghhh!! Haven't You had enough!!
Nirmal : Please!!
Vimala : Don't even think about Texting me... Not Again... I am Warning You, Nirmal!!
Nirmal : This Is Urgent!!
Vimala : The Strap of My Bra is Not Visible... No Boys are Looking at me...
Nirmal : Mom... It is not that...
Vimala : We are sitting in the Most Isolated Table anybody can find in this Food Court... And... There is Nothing here that I need to be worried about, and you need to tell me about... At-least, Nothing here is to be told through Texts!! And, Also... Whatever it might be, Nobody is going to hear us anyway!! So, Just Speak!!
Nirmal : Please Understand, Mom...
Vimala : I Cannot Understand!! I Just Cannot!! Why can't you keep your Phone away for once, and Talk To Me Directly!! Why is it so difficult?!
Nirmal : It is better if I say this through Texts!!
Vimala : Arggghhhhhhhhhh!!
Nirmal : Mom...
Vimala : What Is It!!
Nirmal : Have You Started Eating??
Vimala : What do you mean by that?? You have turned Blind?! Can't You see that I am Eating?!
Nirmal : That is not what I meant!!
Vimala : Then what is it that you meant??
Nirmal : The Food tastes so different... Right?!
Vimala : What...
Nirmal : This Food tastes Different.
Vimala : We are eating here for the first time... The Food will taste different!!
Nirmal : That is not what I meant...
Vimala : Nirmal... Look... I am Starving... Let me at-least Eat in Peace... You can either tell me what the issue is... Or... You can Shut Up, and Stop Irritating Me!! Please!!
Nirmal : The Food really tastes different... And... I am saying it in a Bad Way!!
Vimala : No, It Doesn't!! This is just how all the Pasta in the World tastes like!! Stop Complaining for once, and Just Eat!!
Nirmal : You got yours later... I got mine first!!
Vimala : So??
Nirmal : And, So... Maybe you don't feel anything Wrong... But mine definitely is No Normal Pasta!!
Vimala : What are you even telling, My Son!!
Nirmal : I don't know... I think My Meal has been Adulterated!! And Your Meal too has been Adulterated!!
Vimala : What?? With What!!
Nirmal : Something Unwanted has been added to the Food!!
Vimala : Unwanted?? Like What??
Nirmal : You really don't find anything wrong??
Vimala : Are you sure you have eaten Pasta before?!
Nirmal : Mom...
Vimala : Okay... Fine... I realize I will have to wait until you finish this Stupid Interrogation of yours, before I get to eat... So, Can you at-least hurry up a bit?? Why don't you yourself tell me what exactly is the Unwanted Substance added??
Nirmal : You know... You already know...
Vimala : I don't know...
Nirmal : You can Guess...
Vimala : What is this...
Nirmal : You do know... Right, Mom?! You just don't want to make a Scene about it!!
Vimala : What The Hell!! What Is Wrong With You, Nirmal!!
Nirmal : What Is Wrong With Me?! Huh!! Why Are You Asking Me That!!
Vimala : Why do you think I am asking you that!! What else should I be asking a 19 Year Old who finds Sex in Everything!!
Nirmal : Mom!!
Vimala : What?? You cannot think Sexually regarding Everything around you!! Understand That!!
Nirmal : Sexually?? I did not... What... What are you even trying to say!!
Vimala : Great!! You are asking me that now?! Fine... Why would he leave Semen in the Food?? Why do you even have to think like that!!
Nirmal : What The... Who?! What are you talking about!! And... Semen?!
Vimala : The Chef!! Who Else can Ejaculate into The Meal, as he pleases!! And by Semen... I am referring to Cum... I assume you don't use a More Fancy Word for that!!
Nirmal : What The Bloody Hell!! Mom!! What is Wrong With You!! How can you... I do not even understand what you are talking about!!
Vimala : Yeah?? Great!! Well... I am talking exactly about what you were talking about!!
Nirmal : Mom!! No... No!!
Vimala : Then?? What else was it?? It wasn't having Cum in the Food that you were talking about?? Really?! Lol!!
Nirmal : I never thought you are such a...
Vimala : Yeah... Yeah... Put the Blame on me now!! I cannot accept this is what you have grown into!!
Nirmal : Mom!! There is a limit!!
Vimala : That is certainly what I want to tell you too!! I am happy you at-least know about what being within one's limits mean!! But... You should also know... That... You crossed it when you tried telling me I was eating Cum!!
Nirmal : Stop It... I was only talking about them Serving us Shabby Food!! Food... Made of Rotten Meat and Low Quality Ingredients!!