” I swallowed once or twice, trying to regulate my breathing before I spoke. “Hey, are you naked too? Say no.” As I said this, I heard him fli...nch severely and then sigh. “Nope.” I dropped my hands in relief. “You aren’t?” With much effort I lifted my head up and over the side of the bed to look at him. He was sitting up with his knees over the side of the bed, head in his hands. Thank God. “Yes,” he grimaced, dragging out the word a little longer in horror. “Oh, I’m gonna puke.” I looked. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company watermark in the center of the page. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the accompanying diary to the nearest living heir of the doner. According to the note, the museum found the contents of the journal inappropriate for either display or academic study.The letter ended with a brief but firm postscript that the museum in question wanted to. Athai ennai siru vayathil kati pidithukondu irupathu polave kati pidithaal enal moodai thanga mudiya vilai athanaal athai mulai meethu kai vaithu pidithen. Athai ethum solamal porumaiyaaga mulaiyai kanbithukondu irunthaal. Athai mulaiyai pidithu thadava aarambithen, haa haa intha naalukaaga athiga naal eangi irukiren.Athaiyai kati pidithen, athai kangalai parthen ennai mogamaga paarthukondu irunthaal, en kanathil oru mutham seithaal. Nanum athaiyai mutham seithu vitu athai meethu eri. She doesn't need to jump from the birds and the bees to the whips and the strap-ons." You got it, Master. Can we get naked?" Only if she has questions about anatomy. Don't have sex with her. I don't want her going lesbian before she tries a man." Gotcha. Just sitting and talking may be too uncomfortable for her. Can we go shopping?"I nodded. "You owe her a new tee shirt." I don't know. Wearing that "Think Pink" shirt out in public might give her a thrill." Maybe. But with her limited funds, I.