Voda chete ami tar ga er upor uthe elam. Tar nogno buk duto amak dakse. Ami je dhoroner mai nie sobsomoy sopno dekhesi amar shashurir mai duto thik se... rokomy kingba tar thekeo beshi kisu. Ami tar bota mukhe nie chuste laglam. Arekta buk hate nie dolsi. Uni kromagoto gungie gelen. Ami unar somosto shorir chat te laglam. Uttejonay shashurir shorir kapse.Amar mone holo ebar asol kaj kora uchit.–ma, condom pore nibo?–na baba. Ami pil khai. Tumi dhukao taratari, ami r soite parsi na. Ami shashurir. If I were a better citizen. In a different line of work.”I ponder the incongruities of my life every once in a while. I don’t obsess over my line-crossing decisions, but from time to time I do take them out and examine them in the harsh light of day.I take too many shortcuts in my career. Creeping someone’s house when I should go through the legal process. Having a cadre of underbelly characters feeding me intel — my Winter Irregulars.And, like on this cruise, being aware of the scams AKA and. She was happy now, and satisfied both sexually and mentally with this new relationship with her son."So my son fucks me... so what. As long as no one else find out what's the harm really."Janice looked into the face of her son as he laid sleeping. He looked so cute... so innocent. It was hard for her to believe he was the same person that had ridden on top of her like a wild-man for most of the night. So much had happened to her this weekend. So much had changed."Oh NO!" Realization suddenly. "Okay, Dad." I said, munching."We're expecting the whole family to be here, all of your grandparents and uncles and aunts want to visit. It's going to be a big Christmas." Mother chimed in.I nodded. It was still two days away and I had two papers to write and a bunch of math homework to get done. I knew once everyone was here, and I had my Christmas loot, that I would get nothing done. I excused myself, grabbed my juice and headed upstairs.I could hear them in the next room, again. There were.