"What Coleen and Sienna did not know was that the photographer was not quite as discreet as they had been told. When one of the local magazines did a ...eature on mixed marriages, the temptation was simply too great. A lesbian marriage between black and white was just the sort of thing the magazine was looking for. He had made duplicates of some of the photos and, with a big paycheck dangling in front of him, submitted them. Only one photo wound up being used, a shot of Coleen and Sienna smiling. Ek thapei dhoner ordheker beshi chalan hoye geche guder bhitore. Guder bhitore dhonta dhuke jetei ekta jala anubhob korlam. Barar bibhinno jaigay toma’r ma dat diye keteche, ekhon sei chule jawa chamrai guder rosh lege jala korche. Ami date dat chepe thap dite laglam.Ektu porei jala kome gelo, tar bodole ekta prochondo shukh upobhog korchilam. Onekdin amon tight gud mari ni. Gudta jeno amar dhonta ekdom kamre dhoreche. Magi’r boyosh kompokkhe choutirish, poitirish to hobei, kintu eto tight. ‘She, told–ah, she asked me to meet her in the vendor’s room, but… I mean, I’m sure she’s shopping and, well. I can hang out for a little bit longer. With you. If-if you want to.’ ‘Cool! Let’s walk for a bit, then.’ Brian proposed, offering his hand, and Stephanie giddily took it, relieved. I have him to myself. For a bit longer, at least. Holding hands, they carefully traversed their own convoluted route across the packed main lobby. Convention staff bottlenecked traffic into the vendor’s. I didn’t talk much with her but she always used to smile at me. When I entered 11th grade, my world changed and I got into all sorts of porn stuff and made girlfriends in school and had my share of fun. By that time, My sister had joined a college and most of her friends had joined college in some other cities. In the following years, I hardly got any time to think about her friends as I got admission in some other city and later got placed in Gurgaon at an MNC.Working in a hectic job with.