I certainly didn’t look like I’d just popped off the pages of GQ, but based on some of the comments I received from Katie and others in the office... the outfit had the intended effect. Also, I’d lightly sprayed some cologne, bought especially for the occasion, that Katie had somehow discovered was Colleen’s favorite thing to smell on a man. Faced with questions about why we were so dressed up (relatively speaking), we simply used a joint presentation as an excuse, which was basically true,. Didi kono badha dilo na. tar par ami aste aste or opor suye porlam. ar or mai duto tipte laglam. didi sex e pagol hoye uthlo ar amake or sathe aro chepe dhorlo. ami or nighty ta khule dilam. o vetore bra porechiilo. ar panty. oke oi bra panty te darun dekhachilo.Ami oke khub ador korte laglam. or bra ar panty khule dilam. er por o amake bollo or ghar gola buk pith e kiss korte. amio oke khub kiss korlam. or pith e dustumi kore kamre dilam. o amke khamche dhorlo. er apr ami or gud ta dekhlam. You see my lover had set me a challenge beforeI left for my holiday to France. ‘I want a toplessphoto of you on the beach.’ In all my 30 odd years Ihad never gone topless. Not that I was shy of mybreasts. No reason to be. My breasts have always beenand still are full and rounded with perky nipples. It was a hot day, with a cool sea breeze blowing. Itook care to do my hair in the morning. And the wholemorning on the beach I kept looking around at the mencoming and going. After all,. I took the trike and Dog out for a couple of hours work. Dog seemed happier when we went up and down the roads than any other time. He also loved Hardee's. He sat up on the bench of their concrete patio set and ate from the table just like a person. Okay it was like a person with terrible table manners.We went home I skipped the showered and dressed for the second part of my workout routine. Dog lay on the floor of the bedroom while I took off my riding clothes and put on my shorts and sweat.