" He sounds pretty amazing," I conceded, sipping my tea and swallowingdown my pill."He is," Miss Stevens smiled wistfully, leaning back in her chair. ..."I'msure you'll find someone like that in time too, Josh - as long as youstick to the programme!" she winked. "Anyway, enough rambling about mefor one day - how are you feeling after yesterday, sweetie? Can you passme your dream diary please?" I reached across and passed her the notepad."Not bad, thank you Miss Stevens," I replied honestly. I knew. "I held it until Cissy said I could now expel the fluid. After I was through, she repeated the process."Let's see if you can hold it for ten minutes this time."After a short time I was beginning to double over from the cramps, but I held out until she told me to sit. When Cissy was satisfied that I was all cleaned out, she led me back to where this whole torment started. In a matter of minutes, Mistress Betty walked in. She was carrying an armful of boxes. Mistress Betty immediately started. He still had the unassuming strength that his children loved — and his enemies overlooked, until he chose to apply it. “Oleg Sergeyevich, I am happy to welcome a colleague.” Oleg removed his coat and folded it neatly over the back of an old-fashioned chair. The two sat at the table outside the tiny kitchen, where only one person could squeeze in. Lev went to the kitchen and brought in the whistling tea kettle with hot water. Oleg, with practiced sincerity, looked somber. “Lev Davidovich, I. Rati dasha ta sudha dinner sarigala. Soiba pain gote bed. Koithi soiba????????? Vabi kahile ‘ Aunty ta kahiki jai chanti, tama ghare mote soiba pain, Nahele tama ku mo bed room ku nei jaithanti,ta pare ghare kehi nahanti. Chala gote bed re soi padiba.Nanu: Nain vabi.K.V: Vari tamaku laj maduchi ta, Chal vari nida lagi lani. Soi padile gala. Bed ti abashya thiba ru adjust hoigala. Tathapi vabi nka deha ku mo deha lagi kari rahu thila.Emiti school friends mananka katha, ghara katha gapu gapu.