” Boudee saree ta dekhe bollo, “egulo abar keno kinle? Ei to kal tumi amar janno muktor set anle, abar ei sareer ki darkar?” Ami boudee ke kichu...bollam na.Bri phire boudee amake bollo, “jao chup chap shoeye poro. Ekhon aar kichu korte hobe na.” Ami obak hoye jigesh korlam, “keno? Ki hoyeche?” Boudee bollo, “naaaa, mane, amar okhanta te jala jala korche.” Ami abar jigesh korlam, “okhanta mane? Kothaye tomar jala jala korche?” Boudee henshe bollo, “okhante mane bujhle na? Okhanta mane jekhane kal. Then I'm on her kissing down to her wet pussy her hands pushing me down, I can smell her scent again, feel the wetness with my tongue as I plunge it deep into her, tasting sweet juices that flow so free, my mouth on her clit, sucking gently, I feel it grow, flick it with my tongue " DON'T STOP" I don't intend to, want to make her come, feel that orgasm ripped through her, she’s close, her legs tighten around me, oh God this is so good she's coming, my tongue and mouth devouring her. Then I feel. Behind her loomed her boyfriend, a few years older, also very blond but not remotely dainty, apart from his height, he was broad across the shoulders and it was a very muscular arm that he had draped across his girlfriend. There was something not-English about the pair of them. Without warning the train lurched forward and all the standing passengers staggered. The boyfriend let go for a second and his suddenly ex-girlfriend, now my girlfriend, took advantage of her sudden freedom to fall. If Earth was aware of how common particular tree species were, they would be expecting to pay less for that wood than for other woods. If they don't know the relative abundances of woods, we are the ones who dictate the price, not them. The price should be based on utility, its usefulness, not its rarity or otherwise." Thank you, dear. I now see your point. You don't trust Earth at all, do you?" Not the political authorities, Helen. Ordinary folk are fine, but the people in power always think.