I told him what had happened. Hetold me that my mom had walked up to his mom and made all sorts of threats.Then as I started to walk away he said, "M...ind if I go with you?" "Sure," Ireplied. We started the walk back to the hotel. About five minutes intothe walk I turned to him and said, "yeah, my mom is saying all this shitabout you being gay and a d**g addict and all sorts of shit." I tried tolaugh in order to make light of it. Andrew stopped walking and said, "Ifigured that was what it. Tina drew. One girls take one man up her asshole and one man in her pussy. Tina smiled and said I know this is Frank's fantasy. Frank laughed but Marie said no it's mine. Frank laughed again. Tina went to the kitchen and got some oil. She stroked my cock and then Frank's. Frank said since we won the hand I could pick the hole. Marie whispered in my ear. Asshole. I choose Tina's ass. Tina told me to sit on the couch. I did and Frank was fingering her ass. She came over and sat down. Dona: ‘ami ar ki korlam, tomar oi thot er sporso pele shudhu ami kano, sob meye-i pagol hoye jabe’Himu: ‘sob meye diye ami ki korbo, ami tomake peyechi, tomake ador korbo. Achha bolo na, kamon laglo amar jontro ta ke? Shundor? Boro? Mota? Pochondo hoyeche tomar?’Dona: ‘ tomar ki mone hoi? Pochondo na hole erokom chete pute khetam? Ki sundor tomar ota, lomba ar mota, mone hoi saradin mukhe niye boshe thaki. Achha tumi to bolle na, amar ston, amar jounango, amar juice tomar kamon laglo?Himu:. In a small auditorium she read a poem to Dr. Y, talked of her books Live or Die and Love Poems and then read ‘That Awful Rowing Toward God.’ From the nods of the people surrounding me I could tell it was good, for me it was simply incredible. Of course she could have been reading from the phone book and I’d have liked it, the way she’d unconsciously toy with the button on her blouse as she read, letting it slip open in the final line of a poem. After the reading I headed out of the auditorium,.