Tui to shunlee jet or mami ki bollo? Eibar theke tui amake roj sokale, sondhe te aar rate chudbee. Ami sob someye amar guud tor banrar gunto khabar jo...no khola rakhbo. Tor jakhon khuhi amake chudte parish aar chudbee.”Mami takhon didi ke bollo, “chol aage tui tor sob jama kapor chere ekebare nengto hoeye ja, tarpor amra maa aar beti mile ei Partho chonrar banra tar barota bajabo.” Mamir kotha shune amar banra ta aro tatiye jhulte laglo aar ami taratari bichana theke uthe eke k kre didir. " I don't know. I'll speak to you later about it."She shrugs me away, and I'm left behind feeling rejected but unable to pursue her, needing to conceal my shame. When it eventually subsides, just in time for the bell, I'm still incredibly frustrated, and my mind is a mess, unable to drive out the image of the expression on her face. So instead of turning right to go to my English class, I turn left and continue along the corridor.I slam through the door of the cubicle, sling my bag on the floor. She was not so beautiful but her color was gray and she wore a light color sari. She looks from higher middle class family, she started talking with me like what you do, where you from and all,i asked the same to her she told that she is from hyderabad and her husband works in bangalore so she went there to have some good time with here husband i said did you have fun with him she replied not really? I get surprise and asked why? She keep quit for a while then asked me are you married i told. Suddenly I realised that she wouldn`t vanish in a puff of smoke and, she was real… mine…so I changed nipple, . she raised her arms above her head, still secured at the wrists, moving them from hindering my progress, an open invitation so my arm slid down her belly, pushing and ripping the paper from her lower body till it found her pubic tangle, and as if it was electrified it retreated once more the old taboos overcoming common sense, It took a lot of will power to leave the teat and begin.