Aram kore chollo pray adh ghontta. Ami khub uttejito hoea uthechhi. AMar 8” nunu ta ton ton korte laglo.Amar pant ar chain khule jangiear bhitor die...a nanu ta bar kore diea nijei aktu dhore nariea dilam. Abar oor akta hath niea amar bara ta oor hathe dhoriea dilam. O ghumer modhyei dhore roilo. Abar amar hath ta oor panter upor diea oor guder upor rakhlam. Aktu tipe bujhlam khub narom gud. Ami aar thakte parlam na. oor salwar ar tola diea hath dhukiea oor panter bhitore hath dhukiea dilam.. Jessica and Tom got on well and would often sit up at night drinking red wine. On one occasion they were talking about sexual experiences and Tom mentioned some interesting bondage games initiated by his ex-girlfriend.“Did you like doing that?” Jessica asked, sitting up straighter, her blue jeans wriggling forward on the sofa.“It was fun. One of us would tie themselves up and wait for the other to come home.”“Do you still tie yourself up?” she asked, subconsciously rubbing her hands against her. Capt'n Jones, the Ranger capt'n, sent me ta see ifen she wuz interested in teachin' me ta read an' write. He said that she could do the job, ifen anybody could."The woman smiled and said, "I am Mrs. Andrews. Yes, I am looking for new students, and I would certainly be interested in teaching you what I know. I charge $1 per lesson, payable at the beginning of each lesson. Is that acceptable?" Yes, Ma'am, that's fine with me. My name's Jed Snodgrass. Since I'm a Ranger, I ain't sure just how. Uske baad aunty ki awaaz aayi: Aur tu! Tujhe ye itni choti nighty kaha se mili?Ye shayad aunty Bharti se kah rahi thi.Maa: Are woh maine hi di thi, uske saare kapde gande the, dhone ke liye daali hun, tab-tak pehanne ke liye maine hi di use.Aunty: To kya hua, Rahul se ek pant-shirt mang leti. Ye sab pehan ke…Maa: Offo Kavi, tum na bachchi ko aise mat hamesha taane maar… bechari apne ghar mein hi to hai.Main mann hi mann ye sunn hasne laga ki Bharti aur bachchi!Aunty: Hmmm… theek hai theek hai,.