Ohh momi kahi mausi kundei tale pakei deli. Mausi upre chadhi kundhei genhili.Speed badha speed badhei genhe. Ohh Raju masta kari genhe genhe.Haan mau...si tuma bia bhitare mo banda khali genhuchi. Genhuchi. Banda mo banda aau bia bia . Genhuchi genhuchi.Tuka sabu sikhijaichi.Sikhibini. Daily dekhuchi Papa aau mausa chuti dinare kemiti genhanti.Tu sabu dekhu.Aau bilei bhabuchi kehidekhunanhanti. Hele jharaka phankare sabu mu dekhe.Kana kana sabu dekhu.Misiki genha genhi hua. Mu kintu mausi ku. He didn't bother to shower; he would clean up once he got back to New York. Instead he dressed quietly and gathered his things.Gabe watched Bailey sleeping. She looked so content and beautiful. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. He brushed her hair out of her face and she smiled in her sleep. Pulling the sheet over her, Gabe kissed Bailey on the cheek and whispered, "Good-bye, my love. Miss me."The previous two days had passed too quickly for his liking. They spent Monday at her house. Could it be he’d caught a rare form of cold? I’d gone into town to see the doctor about this, but he couldn’t offer any better explanations. It was around that time he’d begun writing his book, or whatever it is. Four months have passed since then and he’d remained like he was with no change at all. I could have left him. Nights and days have gone past when I didn’t seriously think about packing up a bag and leaving him to be alone with his newfound self. It felt so easy a thing to do … but I. She giggles a little that this will be a fun spanking, more or less. He doesn’t come into the room directly. Instead, Abbie hears him go to their room first.Finally, Tim comes into the room, and she hears him taking something out of the drawer. The hairbrush or paddle or both? He moves to the bed and sits in the middle of it. “Abigail, come here,” he says with authority.Abbie quickly complies and is soon standing between Tim’s spread legs. She can’t help smiling, seeing he has undressed down.