He opens the Connext Communicator ® and calls her.“Well hello, Roman,” Lucy says, answering. “What can I do for you?”The man grins at her gre...en image. “For starters, you can pull up that shirt and let me kiss those sweet breasts.”“You’re being naughty already?” she asks. “If I do that for you, does that mean you’ll be here earlier than tonight?”“On second thought, you keep the shirt on,” he answers with a frown.Lucy matches the frown and growls. “For the sake of you keeping your job, I’ll keep. On seeing him I immediately covered myself with a pillow. This time he looked professional. In a very courteous way he told me that he has brought the food. I told him to keep it on the table. I saw him looking at Riya. She was lying on the bed uncovered in her bikini. Without saying a word he walked out of the room. I immediately got up and shook Riya. Riya was having a bad headache. I told her to wash her face and have some food. She needed help to get up. So I tried to help her by lifting. Erpor Baba Maar Maatha thake ghomta soralo.Maa: Ae amaar lojaya korcheBaba: Lojaya kiser, bole Maar thote kiss korlo, Maa jano siure uthlo, Baba Maar Maather kopa khule dilo ar Maar komor porjonta chul choria galo.Maa: Ae ki korcho?Baba: Kano bhalo lagche na? bole Maake French kiss korlo Maa o sara dite laglo. Ebar Baba Maake khat thake namia full length mirror er samne dar koralo. Ar Maar sarir aachal ta Maar buk thake soria dilo Maa du hat dia buk dhakar chesta korlo, Baba Maar pachon thake. “I’ve never fancied a wax, myself. Though I wouldn’t mind shaving it, for a laugh.” “Hah! I dare you too.” “It’s funny how you’ve not grown up much over the space of 8 or 9 years.” “Fine, if you’re gonna be a wee pussy.”I couldn’t help but see the irony in that. “Okay, then! I’ll do it later and come by yours just to prove it.” “Bet you don’t.”To annoy her, I reached up her blouse and undid her bra, then ran a little further on. “Hey!” she yelled, desperately trying to fix it. I laughed. She.