" Let's find something to wear over that sexy stuff. Most of my stuff is party girl stuff. That's not what we want today... Let me think."He looks in ...the closet and finds a pair of fancy girl jeans with large bell-bottoms, along with a pink sweater."These jeans might be a bit large in the waist, but they should be OK. This pink sweater matches your nails, and it'll cover up the loose waist in your jeans."When Jill puts on the pants and sweater, Allen gets the wig she was wearing last night."Now. Tai sobai raate khub taratari kheye suye porlam. Ar ghotonata ghotlo tokhoni.Gramer barite electricity nei, tai eka ghumate voy korche. Fupu seta bujhte pere amake tar meyeder sathe ek bichanay ghumanor babostha korlen. Boro ekta khate amra tin jone eki leper niche suye porlam. Bichanar ek pase Dola apu, majkhane ami ebong annopase Shawon. Ghum aschilo na tai tinjone suye suye golpo korchi.Golpo korchi ar vabchi kivabe Shawon ke vog kora jai. Ami duyek bar Shawoner buke hath lagai. Shawon seta. No!" I almost laughed, but that would have been sorta bad. "We're not getting married or anything. Come on!" He's supposed to love me!" she pouted and that was the real issue. Jenny had a total crush on the boy."He does love you," I told her. "We just had sex, that's all. It wasn't like we were making love or whatever." What's the difference?" she asked and that kinda stumped me. I mean, I knew what the difference was, I could feel it in my heart, but how to explain it?"Look," I said. "I don't. At first your gaze held by curiosity, but then shyly dropped back to your drink, it promptly peeked up back to mine every second or two as I made my way."Hey, who are you?" I immediately question you as soon as I get within earshot, holding a small, warm grin on my face, eyes halted on your much more surprised ones.A held questioning gaze, a pair of raised eyebrows and a "Pardon?" are your answer."Look, you're the most beautiful girl I've seen in the past fifteen minutes," A light smile.