One of her great pleasures was listening to him talk. She could listen to him for hours. She found comfort in hearing his voice even talking about the... day-to-day mundane things. Occasionally she felt his hand on her leg, running a finger over her knees. His touch made her tremble.She smiled across the table at him.He ordered a bottle of wine as he explained she would be allowed one glass.She smiled, replying "Thank you." As he raised his glass he leaned towards her, "Do you think anyone in the. I began to wonder, since I had the memories as if they were someone else's. If Maybe I had been drugged. If I had been drugged could Wilson be part of it. I doubted it since, why would he do it he knew almost no one in New Wales. Not to mention, I would expect the culprit to participate in it.Drugged or not, Brian was gonna remember me. If I were eighteen, as the drug wore off I would have been conflicted. I might have just been relieved not to be injured when it was over. Since I wasn't. “I want to taste you too, daddy.” she protested.“Not this time, baby. I’m too close.” he whispered against her lips. Then she felt the head of his cock as it probed her slick entrance. “I need to be inside you.” Sarah smiled and braced herself for the first penetration. She knew it would be painful, but she trusted this man with her life. She nodded and her father slowly slid his cock into her hot channel. Just the head at first and Sarah sighed with relief when she felt no pain, just the. Ma muchki hese bollo”na sona…ei garir jhakunite tomar hath theke pore jabe.”ma boner kanna thamanor chesta korlo kintu bon kedei chollo.seshe amar dike takiye bollo-“bubai…tumi ektu odike takao…tomar bonke ektu dudh khawabo….”.ami birokto hoyemukhta odike korlam.ma blouseta kichuta khule nijer dandikerduduta bar korloebong bon ke dudh khawate laglo.Kichukhyoner madhye ghorar garita ekta boro barir samne ese daralo.dekhe mone holo ek purono amler rajbari.bangali dalan…ek purono jamidar barir.