Mai te kamod dite suru korlo aar hather mota mota angul diye guder phuto ta ghosa suru kore dilo. Ma bare bare kakiye uthchhilo uriiii ishhhhh.. Lagch...e Shankar Pisherrr ishh ki jore kamod dichhen uufh errrr. Pishe aro beshi uttejito haye Mar mai chuste suru kore dilo, Ma bale uthlo amar….okhane sur suri hachee…. Thakte parchhii um ma goo….. Ishhhh . Shankar Pishe eibaar tar nabhite jibh ghor,o kichhukhan Mar guder upore mukh ta ene chosa suru korlo. Majhe majhe guder kowa duto ke kamde dite. "Leave it to us, son." Mr. Tendo said and he and his partner dropped out of nowhere and started to stomp the creep. As Happy started to black out in the dream, everyone began to wake up in reality. "What happened?" Ranma asked as he faded back into the dream. He turned to see the old goat holding a bra in one hand and a panty in the other. Both formerly his father and Mr. Tendo. "Got to use dream logic." Ranma thought to himself. "Or even cartoon logic."Using his imagination, a giant anvil. ?Last she stuck some false nails which she had already painted on myfingers and warned me to be careful not to run my hose with them.I looked back at the mirror, stuck out my chest and wiggled them.Sara laughed again and handed me a purse. ?Put your license and moneyin there and let?s get going.?Sara did the driving which was fine with me. Getting in and out of thecar was a big enough of a challenge with the heels, I didn?t need toadd driving too.We talked about how many folks would be there. 'Kyle, wait a moment please. I feel like I owe you an apology.'Kyle turned, a puzzled look on his face. 'An apology? What for?''For the way I acted earlier. I shouldn't have burdened you with all that rubbish last night.' Stephanie said, her eyes on the floor in shame.Kyle took a couple of steps towards her. 'Stephanie, there's absolutely no need to apologise. We all need to let it out sometime, and by the sound of it you had a lot bottled up. There's no shame in that.' He gently lifted her.