The faintwarmth from the sun had gone some time ago, and I could see my breath smokingin the still, cold air before little Polly came to lead me back ...o the stepsof the Summerhouse. My Mistress held my bit as the cart was loaded, then all took their seats.She whipped me into movement, and I set off on the return journey. I soon foundit was to be no repetition of the outward one, for Ms Howard, contrary to Herusual practice, whipped me up into a full gallop. Despite spending so muchtime. Pratham chodone kono kumari meyer bathya lagbena se ki hoy. Kosto pele tobe to annando asbe. ‘shreya sona, amar chokher dike dekho’, ei bole amar barar mukhta chap diye or guder fanke dhukiye dilam. Kintu barata ektu dhuke atke galo. Jatam eta hobe, gud na phatale puro dhukbe na. Pratham bar to, rokto porbei. ‘meshooooo….more gelamm…. Ki korcho….ota bar koro….maa go….ooooomaaaa….’ shreya chechiye uthlo, ar or chokh jole bhore giye top top kore gal beye bichhanay mishe gelo. Amar khoob kosto. I warned you. Now it will hurt worse.” He said through gritted teeth. “Sensei, how many more? Please Sensei. Please.” I begged. I didn’t want that pain again.“That is exactly what I wanted to hear. I tell you what. If you take off your jeans and your shirt and crawl across the floor to me like a little kitten and lick my feet then I’ll only give you one more. Can you do that? Can you make like a little kitten and lick my feet?”“Yes Sensei.” I said. I was more than turned on as I removed my. They introduced me to several pilots and suggested I visit Fokker in Amsterdam.Been there, done that. The plant was ... Okay ... but nothing to write home about. Valmaat was building better aircraft. Fokker was still working with biplanes and fixed gear. We stayed longer in Amsterdam because Dal wasn't ready for us in Belgium.I made the call."Dal?" David?" Yes. Are you ready for us?" I asked."Do you think she'll still fit?" Dal asked."Dal ... it's out of date. You need a new suit, belts, shoes.