I nodded. “That’s fine. Get me a list and tell everybody we are having a small cocktail party tonight and dig up a caterer. They can bring their w...ives or girlfriends, or both, I suppose. That might really be interesting!”Paige giggled at that. Mindy commented, “You’re really an old fart, Boss. How do you know it wouldn’t be husbands and boyfriends? In fact, with more and more states allowing gay marriage, who knows who might show up!”“Two comments. One - YUCK! - and two, it’s going to happen. Uni amar kamijta khule fellen, amar boro boro mai duto unmukto. Uni sedike takiye ballen uff keya ki sunder boro thasa thasa mai tomar. bale uni samner dike ese amar ekta mai mukhe niye chosha suru korlen aar onyo ta tepte thaken. Amar takhan dariye thakte kosto hachhilo. Sara shorir uttezanai kapchhe tai bichhanar dike pa baralam. Bichhanar kachhe astei uni amake suie dilen aar nije mejhete dariye amar mai duto ke tipte aar chuste laglen.Tar por kokhna je amar payjamar dari khule diyechhen ter. Asking her what on earth was the matter she was unable to say a single word and his words just made her sobbing worse. As she looked up from the hanky chief he’d given her she saw he had in his hands her mobile phone and reached up and tried in vain to grab it back. The entrepreneur spent almost an hour searching her phone and none of her protests had any affects on him whatsoever. “OK” he told her “I can see your problem and as far as I can see you have three solutions to this. One you can. Write some ad copy-fuck. Pick out a picture-fuck. Who ever said "getting there is half the fun" doesn't know the half of it. We finally went public. Once we dropped that envelope in the mail slot at the post office, we were in for a penny. The pound would take weeks of sweaty-palmed waiting. No IM or e-mails in those days. Sin took time. We spent the time fucking.In all our talk, we were hoping to meet another couple about our age, and like us, just starting into the swinging lifestyle. Someone.