..?" I asked quietly."To my club, like your new boss said. Well, actually your new boss willbe ME. Mr. Caruso has people who make sure he is not dir...ctly associatedwith certain of his interests. But then, you were one of those people.And you got your hand in the till to snatch some money. Naughty boy." I... It's just..." Yes?" What kind of work will I be doing there?" I had a disturbing mentalimage of some sort of menial labor, like janitoring, to satisfy Caruso'ssense of victory.Sable. “You won’t enjoy this, bitch” he spat.“My name is Marie-Claude” she said, staring him down. The Greek‘s eyes flashed and he drew himself up to his full height, throwing his shoulders back. Marie-Claude strode towards him, swinging her hips arrogantly, and bent over the table. Her long arms snaked across the stained oak and she arched her back, raising and rolling her hips. His nostrils flared and he thrashed her upturned arse in an explosion of fury. She bucked and squirmed under the barrage of. Kintu kichu korar nei.amakei jete holo.gram ta khub bhalo chilo.ratre biyer er por ebar ghumate jete hobe.emni tei oi barite khub somman korechilo amake .tai ratre ekta jaiga thik kore dilo ekta ghore.pore janlam ek du-somporker dada boudu oi room e thakbe.dada amke chene ,kintu boudi ke ami khub bhalo kore chintam na.boudir ekta 1 bochor er ekta chele ache.boudi asadharon orsa dekhte.dekhei to amar hoe geche.amar bhitorta ta keomn korchilo.porichiy holo kintu thik kore kotha bolte parchilam. . again!" I heard a familiar voice shout from the garden. "I'll show you," was quickly followed by running footsteps.I had just finished soldering the last of my resistors into the Control Panel and was unplugging my soldering iron when the door opened."Daddy, Uncle Mike to see you." My eight-year old daughter was silhouetted against the bright Summer sky in the doorway, her hand clutching a book."Cheers." When are we going for an ice-cream?" she asked, her head tilting slightly. "You.