His hand came up and landed on her panty-covered ass hard. "Twenty smacks, Lori. One for every hundred dollars you owe me." The seco...nd one landed and she was now whimpering. "Please Dad, no. I can't take it." Smack. By the fifth blow, tears were rolling down her face and her white ass around her lavender panties was starting to redden. I felt badly for her, but could not take my eyes of her reddening ass as she bucked and jumped with every smack. By. Boudi aste aste shanto holo. Tobe amake chere dilo na. Joriye rakhlo. Ami ar opekkha na kore or ghare aste kore chumu khelam. O sathe sathe shiure uthlo. “eki? Eki korso?” “kichuna, tomar bhoi tarachi.”Eta bolei ami aste kore or ghare kamre dilam. Boudir hoito bhalo lagsilo, ekbar chotar chesta korlo, kintu ami tokhon sokto kore joriye rekhesi. Or shorir theke besh ekta snigdho thanda bhab amar shorire choriye jasse. Ar sei gondhota. Khub shundor kono taja fuler gondho. Emon gondho ami jibone. I wouldn't, couldn't presume to set the agenda on this. Remarkably, though, I felt I had very little unfinished business with him. Living far apart, not seeing each other regularly, I had always tried to end each visit with him in such a way that, if he were hit by the proverbial bus, there would be few regrets. It might not be our way to say we loved each other, but I know that the fact of my love, affection and respect were as real to him as if the words were carved in stone.I also knew,. They bred fast and created packs and those spread and created more and ... a century and the whole country had packs that hunted any and everyone. They hunted wild and tame animals and did not care if they ate what they killed.Because they had magic in them their bodies could regrow a limb or heal from wounds. They used the magic to become stronger and faster with longer teeth and claws. Towns and cities were walled and the walls grew higher as the hounds continued to change. Even farms and.