That was me cured for life or so I thought… Grant and I dabbled in a local swingers group but I didn’t seem to fit in so we gave up on that idea. ...One day I was again on a social network site and met a man, Eric, who I found extremely interesting. We agreed to private chat and he made it clear that he was married and wasn’t looking for anything other than a friend. That was totally fine with me since I was in the same position. We exchanged photos and on seeing Eric I was surprised to see how. . . . . . . . . Poulamir kamore hat thake rakto porchilo viki r ,o agia alo poulamir dika ar gale thas kore akta chor mere bollo,magi dara tor sati pona ber korchi…Aj toke puro college k dia chodabo… Bole ak tan a khule dilo poulamir sayar dori,ar ota biswas ghatokota kore hor hor kore neme galo poulamir sarir thake ,o hat dia nijer lajja bachanor britha chasta korcilo,kintu hay charte oi rakam posur sathe ki kore pere uthbe,kichukhoner modha puro udom hy galo charte khudarto bagh ar samne .. .. She looked down at herself, checking out the diamond shaped area of exposed skin around her belly button – the V-shaped dive that her white insulated shorts made down toward her crotch matching up with the almost open, sleeveless pink vest hanging over her shoulders. She decided she looked sexy enough so she wouldn't be shot on sight – not that she'd mind that, either, especially if they got her right in the center of her you-know-what!She could feel the other girls mentally following her. "Cool name!" Monday said to her, motioning us to sit on his nasty couch.Monday brought out a pre-made spliff and lit it up. After sucking down some of its smoke he offered it to Hepzibah. She took it, sniffed it, and then brought it to her own lips, parroting (ha) what Monday did.I didn't know what to expect. If pot worked on demons it might work on this weird bird lady too.She coughed and then started hacking. Monday got up and patted her back, trying to help. She dropped the joint and I.