E vabe dui soptah catanor por amar bou ke tar baper bari pathie dei sathe dui chele ar boro mee ke nie zete boli.ar Mila ke amar dekha sunar jonno rek...e jete boli.Ami vebechilam eder pathie die mila ke puro puri abiskar korbo.Ar ete amar som-mano bach be, moja o hobe. Karon se nijer bari te dhon pele ar kosto kore baire khuj te jabe na, ar or moto magi karo mee hoe thak te pare na era sudhui chodn khabar jonnor jonmo nae, eta amake se poriskar kore bujhie diese,.Sotti bolte ki erokom meer sorir. She looked as though she’d just come to life. Part 2 The sounds of music and dancing and conversation faded behind them as they walked quietly into the library. It was a huge, two-story room, filled from floor to ceiling with books. Many quite old, judging by their bindings. Heavy leather in browns, golds, blues and all shades of red watched the couple from the shelves, mute and unmoving. Justin had always had a love for books and, were he alone, he would have gladly spent the next hours. " Noooooo!" It was her idea to give you what you needed last night."Too much power used! I couldn't think clearly. I wanted to touch Jewel. Kiss her. Suck her. Fuck her. My dick hurt from being so hard!"The Professor's right," Jewel whispered. "We have to be okay with whatever happens to us ... like the gang. Ashley said we had to do it. I don't think she believed Joey. Ashley calls it diving into rose bushes. If we were willing, the gang wouldn't hurt us as bad, and we could come out of it. He stretched languidly in his chair, feeling the tension ease in his shoulders, and closed his eyes for a moment. Instantly she was there. His mind’s eye pictured her as he had last seen her, with her hair perfectly made up, her eyes sparkling with fun and promise, her sinuous body begging his eyes to undress her. He imagined grabbing her, pulling her hard against him, letting her feel his arousal as he wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. He imagined lowering his head to her,.