"-- The Story of Gran Ch. 23, Lines 1-3.The night for Lissa was interminable. The bed was hard, barely more than a board with a sheet on it. There was... bell that rang every few hours, to call the monks to prayer. If she had been fully asleep it probably wouldn't have bothered her. But the worst part of all was that there was no one to share the bed with.She spent the night running through the procedures for running the resonator. That actually helped make her sleepy. In the wee hours, Lissa. ” I took the front passenger seat while she sat and listened to the sales pitch and got familiar with all the knobs and buttons. She was concentrating on the controls; I was concentrating on her. As I watched her profile, her breasts, her legs, my body began to form a strong carnal interest in her, I was getting turned on from her nearness. As I watched her, I wondered why now? Why, after all these years, was I reacting like this? I’d never seen her as anything but a friend but what was. Jak ge . amio pacha duto fank kore dhori. Ishara korte boudio gud keliye gudta chepe dhore amar mukhe. Chuk chuk kore khete thaki boudir garam ras. Hathat I jiv ta chali di guder vetor. Jiv dhukiye di guder gavire. Soda, jhajhalo gondho vara guder gandho pagol kore dei amake. Nak ta chepe dhori clittar upor.”magoooooo, ki korche dakho, gudtar rafa dafa kore dilo re” boudi shitkar diye othe. Jiv chalano bariye di. Ekhathe oi vishal pachata jariye dhori r ek hathe chuler muthi dhore tol thap. Wo bolii dhire se ki ok baad me baat karte hai inke jaane ke baad baat karte haiMe dad ke jaane ka intejaar karnee lagaaJaldi jaldi sab kaam karee phir dad office ke liyee gayeee…Me ander aayaaMummy chup thiMe :- soory momMummy :- vickey tune bahut galat kiaaMe :- mummy mene kaha tha aapkoo ki me sach me aa jaaungaaMummy :- are betaa me to majaak me samjhii thii yadi me dad ko bol detii tooMe :- thanks for that mom aisa kah kar me mummy ko hug karnee lagaaMummy :- nah dur se baat kar pass naa.