It still wasn’t enough to prevent him from having to pay fees, but it felt good none the less. He folded the page and stuffed it back in the envelop.... Christmas was coming and he’d have to find some kind of gift for folks.He stepped outside to visit the community house. He walked over to the community house taking in his surroundings. After the snow storm, the temperature had climbed and now all of the snow was melting. Rather than being a pristine white, the snow was dirty and gray. It was. Giggling, I felt my eyeballs roll around inside my head for a while before coming to a halt and attempting to focus on the giant bumble bee before me.“Bzzzzz,” I buzzed, attempting to communicate with the monstrous insect, a bit baffled when it replied in words I could understand. Obviously, it was telepathic. Or I was. Or I had somehow turned into a giant fubby buzzle bee myself. Bumblebee, I meant. Of the fuzzy variety. That led to more giggling as I slowly caught up with the one-sided. Standing next to my Master he looked just as imposing as I’d imagined. Tall, dark and handsome in a rugged kind of way, he had an air of control that sent a shiver through my body. He smiled down at me, his face softening slightly, and I smiled back, happy that I was in safe hands. My Master had chosen well. “I’ve been telling Brad about our new rules and how you’ve earned tonight’s punishment,” said Master, gravely. “I can now tell you that you’ve lapsed forty-two times.” Forty-two? No way! I. Boyesh 19. Lomba, khub phorsha shorir. Khub slim kintu shorir-e prochur dheu khele gechhe. Mai-gulo khub boro noy tobe uchiye thake ar gol gol tight pachha pichhone beriye thake. Tar opor mukh-ta khub mishti. Thot duto darun shundor shape are lal, jeno chumu khaoar jonyo toiri. Chhoto kore boy’s cut-e chhata chul. Payel-er ma, amar pistuto didi-o boyeshe-e pray ponchash-er kachhe holeo ekhono tar kotha bhebe majhe majhei bara khinchte hoy. Chhotobelay Kheyadi-ke chodar kotha bhebe je koto maal.