Kaliyug's father-4

I had just had two four puffs again that the doorbell again came again.
I went to the door and went to the door, and the doctors standing there opening the door.

"Good morning Rohit ji!" The doctor smiled and said.
"Good morning doctor ritosh ... you come in!" I asked him to come in. When I came in, I closed the door and reached the doctor.
"Rohit ji ... what kind of problem did you knock at your house in the morning so that you called me?" The doctor said smiling like always.

I asked the doctor to sit on the couch and then hesitating to leave his office and tell him one thing from the girl in the morning to the attack on himself. The doctor's eyes were heard by listening to me, he was still unaware of the secret that I would call the girl at night.
I bent over and wait for them to speak.

"I want to see that girl!" Suddenly, the doctor's voice was heard in my ears.
I looked up at the doctor and looked up and went to the window. The doctors also stood near me in front of the window. Still, the girl was lying on the floor with a stomach on the bare floor. But his groans were now closed. It would be difficult to say that he was in a condition awake or sleeping at this time.

You open the door ... "The doctor said to me and looking at me.
I saw a doctor like he has gone mad - doctor, I told you that this girl is crazy ... it will not be right to go inside you.
I wanted to explain to the doctor.
"You keep relieved ..." They looked at me and said - 'Nothing will happen to me, this is not a new thing for me, you open the door.
"Like your wish!" I told the doctor and opened the door.

The doctor gradually extended his foot inside, he walked right up to that stranger girl. The doctor first covered the girl with a sheet, then sitting in his head looked at her carefully. Then, taking my hand down, started checking something which I could not see.

The doctors came out after taking the girl's attention for some time.
"Why did the doctor ...?" I asked being restless.
But the doctor did not answer my point, he used to walk in the hall.
I was not able to bear the doctor's aptitude, I began to walk ahead of him in waiting for his reply.

The doctor opened his mouth to speak at a glance at my face - it is a hysteria case.
"Hysteria?" I reckoned with surprise.

"As you said, this girl was imaging her father during sex, then it means that the girl has been physically exploited by the poor father since childhood, and it has happened to the extent that this girl is of that thing Etc. have been done And now for some reason it is not getting that thing from my father, that is why it came along with an older man like you and sex with you too. "The doctor explained to me.

"It's all right, doctor, but why did he attack me? It sometimes gets very furious. "I told the doctor.
"Straightforward thing ... this girl hates her father. As long as it lacks sex, she likes her father, but after sex becomes complete, she starts hating her father. In such a condition, it can also kill his father. "The doctor told me.
"What do you want to do now?" I asked for a doctor's opinion.

I would like to treat it! "The doctor said.
And I saw a doctor like a messiah - Thank you doctor!
I breathe in relief and said.

The doctor got up and moved back to the room. I once started feeling afraid. The doctor went to the girl and sat on the knees and started raising the girl.
The girl got upset and got upset, she tear her eyes to the doctor. This time there was no pain in her eyes, she had pain in her eyes.

"I am a doctor, I'm a psychiatrist. He has called me by phone, I want to treat you, can you tell me your problem? "The doctor said, turning around on his head.
When the doctor pointed to me by saying 'he', I was shocked for a moment.

But that girl cast a glance at me and lost in doctor's talk. As soon as the doctor's talk was complete, the girl started to look at him carefully, and suddenly the girl started crying and crying.
My eyes spread through surprise, but the doctor lovingly turned his hand over his head.

"You can live a good life! I'll fix you completely, you just have to trust me! "The doctor had read his mind like it.
That girl was coming under the influence of their things - will you really fix me? Can I live like a normal girl? "She told the crying doctor.
"You can live absolutely ... you can get married right, you can settle down and everyone can live the life you want!" The doctor said, tearing her tears.
"I was disappointed with my life, I wanted to die, but now I want to live, Please save me, Please correct me!" He said adding his hand before the doctor.
"Wear your clothes, we are waiting for you outside." The doctor told the girl and came out of the room.

I was surprised to see the doctor who had easily subdued that girl. I sat on the sofa with the doctor and waiting for that girl to come.

After a while, we heard the voice of that girl- my clothes are not here!
She was standing wrapped in the door near the door.

I remembered he had put in the clothes hall, which I picked up and put it on the washing machine. I got up and took her clothes and gave it to him. There was a slight fear in my clothes while holding her clothes, but due to the presence of the doctor, I went to this courage.

"Sorry ... I behaved very badly in the morning!" He looked at me and said.
I was surprised that this girl remembers everything, I thought that all this would have been forgotten.
"It's OK!" I responded and sat back next to the doctor.

In a while, the girl came in the hall, the doctor asked her to sit, she quietly sat next to the doctor on the sofa.

"If you are not Comfortable then we can talk in the same place." The doctor's gesture was from me, but I did not like this from doctor.
"I can count on them, ask who you want to ask." That girl said and I was happy.

"Okay, first of all tell me about who you are, what your name is, who are your parents?" The doctor said, turning around on his head.

He started telling:

My name is Pinky Chaudhary, my father is Surendra Chaudhary and Mummy's name is Pushpa Chowdhary. Our family is quite a royal family. There is no shortage of things in our house except love! But when I was young, then I used to love in our house too.
But as soon as I grew older, love and peace from my house also vanished.

For the first time I saw Dad papa fighting together, when I was studying in my room, when my mother's voice was heard, I left my room and went to Dad's room and stood near the window and started looking at me.
After that, every day my father started getting married in my father's day; I became very lonely from my daily routine of Dad's father, I used to sit with my father for the first day and talk to my father, but now I am away from him. So far, I was afraid to go to Papa even when I was going to stay away from him.

Mummy also started to get upset with daily wages, due to staying upset, the mother left worrying for me, the first mummy used to prepare me for school everyday, she did not bat me, she used to make my breakfast, but now she Everything was closed, I bathed myself, got ready myself and went to school.

In the same way my childhood passes 5 years, now I was 18 years old. In these five years, the condition of the house had worsened more than before, and now, when I got up to go to the bathroom at night, my father was sleeping on the couch in the hall, I knew so much that Papa does not like papa, so Papa sleeps on the couch.

Now I was 18 years old but I was not like the other girls, the girls of my age often understand the relationship between the woman and the man, also know about cocks, pussy and fuck but I was unaware of these things. I did not even know that what I say every day I rub every day between my waist and thighs.

I was totally blank ... my mental level was as much as a child, because my father had left me alone for eight years and there was no friend of mine, I was always alone in school, I have no friendship with anyone No harm, I felt afraid to befriend someone.

Now I have had to live alone. This is the reason that my mental development is not possible. The only thing that I was feeling in my change was that my chest was shaped by the size of the ball of tennis, I often touched them and wondered what was happening on my chest, somewhere I have not had any disease? Many times I came to my mind that I could tell my father Dad but I could not tell him...Continue.......