"What did you do to me?" he asked, still feeling the slight sensation she gave to him."Look Mr. Maloue," she stared into his eyes. "You may be the mas...er of this house, you may even control almost every aspect of my life, you will certainly take care of me in the manner that I've been accustomed; but in this bed I am the mistress. Frank, you married a tramp whose room is her domain. I want you to treat me as such. I don't want to be treated like a lady in here. I want you to treat me like I am. Just as she was pulling into the town, it began to rain. ‘This weather is perfect for my plan! Perhaps it is God letting me know that He thinks it is a good idea,’ she thought to herself smiling, and continued on towards the market. There she met with the saleswoman Gerta, who usually handled the fabrics trading with the convent. They exchanged pleasantries and Maria was given a generous sum for the nuns’ fine blankets. The roads were too muddy to drive back on, so Maria was forced to spend. . jao sudhu payjama pore ghumao..Ami abar toilet e dhuke shorts ta khule shudhu payjama pore beriye elam.. ami bejhte parchhilam, baire theke sabkichhui dekha jachchhe.. beriye onake bollam, short ta bathroom ei rekhechhi… uni bollen thik achhe, jao giye suye paro, ami ektu pare giye masari taniye dichchhi….. amar nunu ta ekhan o desh baro hoye achhe.. bujhte parlam uni bare bare oi dike ar chokhe takachchhen… Ami ese suye porlam guest room e.. ghum aschhilo na.. Soura r maa jakhan takhan. I wanted to feel my sister's body against mine. I wanted to plant kisses on her head, to smell her hair. She knew this and complied, sliding into bed beside me.I lay back on the bed and she wriggled. As she did this, I pulled at her night dress so it raised over her hips, up to her waist. She got the message and pulled the gown over her head so that she was naked beside me. I too pulled my tee-shirt over my head and she pulled my shorts down and off. I felt the warmth of her skin beside mine..