Ami ballam ja cha niye aai. Se giye cha niye asloo. Base base cha khachhilam tar dike dekhlam matha ta niche kore dariye achhe. Take jigess korlam ma ...othai re se bolloo masima baire gechhen aar bale gechhen je bikele firbe aar boro babu duty te gechhen. Ami tar mukher dike takalam dekhlam se mukh ta niche kore rekhechhe , kintu panter dike jakhan cokh ta geloo takhan mone holo tar bara ta dariye aachhe. Panter majhkhan ta bisri bhabhe fola. Ami take ballam ki re amar dike takachhis na kenoo. My arms clung to his neck as John’s hands held my thighs for support. In the middle of all this, I thought I heard John’s voice talking to someone from the bedroom. The other voice sounded female but I didn’t care or pay much attention to them. I was building to an orgasm; slowly but surely. I just assumed someone had come to collect the breakfast trolley and I definitely was not going to let that stop me. After a few minutes the door opened carefully and John peered in, smiling at what he saw. Like unexplained absences. And guys’ giving me funny looks at social functions. Or worse, laughing. Carol denied everything. Now it gets weird for me.I started to follow her. She was fucking guys from work, from church and any other men that attracted her. I snuck around and watched when I could. Other times I would just wait outside the house or motel.It excited me! I had no idea I was weird. I confronted her and she said: So what? I still love only you. I just like fucking strange guys!. It took her a moment torecognize Chris under Kirsten. "Oh my god, Chris?" she said. "YeahEric" as Kirsten guessed at his name, "but it is Kirsten tonight. Can Italk to you for a minute alone?" The properly identified Eric lookedsurprised, but replied "Yeah of course." The two ducked into a smallpassageway. They hadn't talked since the breakup. Eric said she lookedamazing. It was weird for Kirsten in a way, she was used to being acouple of inches taller than Eric but now it was more like.