Ami giye tomar maer ghare hath dilam. Tomar ma jhatka diye sore gelo. Tomar ma 1ta komla colorer sari pora cilo. Matching blouse. Tomar maer pichone g...ye aste kore buk theke achol fele dilam. 2ta bisal komla jeno tomar maer buke. Ami r thakte parlam na tomar make pichon dik theke sokto kore joriye dhorlam. Amr hath tomar maer norom pete r amr thatano dhon tomar maer lodlode pachay chepe ache. Ami bujhte parlam sultan kaka 1ta pervert. Tini asole 1ta cheler kache tar ma ke chodar kotha bolte. "I bought it." Yeah right. License and registration."Charlie fished his license from his wallet and handed it to the policeman along with the temporary registration. The cop returned to his car and entered the data in his computer. Then he returned."Out of the car," the policeman said harshly."Is there something wrong?" So, you're a smartass." No, officer, I just--" Shut the fuck up! Who do you think you're talking to?"Charlie turned red with rage and looked up at the policeman."Yes, I'm. We were always pretty close and shared everything whether it be beer, clothes, hell even women. anyways i had just gotten out of the shower and was resting on the couch when he came and sat down beside me and turned on the tv. he flipped the channel to MTV and we started watching a music video of nelly fertado and chikara and the pussy cat dolls. i have to say just watching those goregues women bounce and girate their hips and asses aruond the screen made me a little horny. at first i thought. It felt good. It felt right. Being with her presented a tantalizing third option: what if I neither fought, nor ran? What if I just... gave in? She had certainly indicated she wanted me that way. Hadn't I cum in buckets that first time? Hadn't she? Had not my surrender to her been the most intense personal and emotional connection I had had with any human in my entire life? Where was the harm in just letting go, and seeing where the current took me? Cuckold. Sissy. Punk Bitch. Those were just.