Ulla black bra. Avarda nakkala enoda boobsa nakkinar. Oru kaiya enoda buttla vachu pisainjar. Enoda lippsa lock pani smooch paninar. Enoda nenju kulil...a avarda nakku thadava vidar enoda navala kiss paninar. Enoda nenju kulila avarda cock a soruvinar.Kaiyala enoda boobsa pisainjar. Boobsa soopinar. Pall varatha endu kedar.Saree ya kaladidu ice cube eduthu enoda bra kulla podu enai irukka kaddi pidichar. Avarda kaiyala fingering panidu irunthar. Avarda cocka enoda nenjila vachu thechchar. Enai. ..”“I remember that, Yuna.” Paine confirmed, a shiver ran down her spine as she recalled that frozen night.“Well, it feels like such a cliché when I say it, but I asked Rikku to spoon me. it was great and all, Rikku here is a human radiator, I’ll tell you that.” Yuna giggled.Paine smiled, letting Yuna continue. “I was so tired that night that I fell asleep almost immediately.”“I get you, it was a really hard day ... I crushed too.” Rikku added.“You always crush Rikku, you can sleep the end of. There was no answer to that. I stared at my fingernails. They were longand well-manicured, though unpainted and unpolished. They were alsounfamiliar. They belonged to a teenaged girl I'd never met. I wastrapped in a duplicate of her body, powerless. I saw no way out.I was sitting in a bare office with closed blinds obscuring the neonNew York night. The glazing kept out the traffic noise but not thesubsonic thrum of the city. Separating the woman and me was a scratchedand coffee-ringed wooden. It was late evening but not late enough for the overhead lights to be on in the coach. I looked out the window again as we approached the last stop out of the city. It was then I spotted the two young men standing expectantly at the corner. They, too, waved to make sure the driver spotted them and stopped.They too approached the rear of the bus,one plopping into a window seat two seats ahead of where I sat.The other stood beside where the woman sat and motioned with his hand to move over. I.