So what do I do? You stay and be God. What if I just say no? What if I go home and ignore all this? Well Lord, while you could do that, I beg you not ...o. I am only your advisor, not a God. And in your absence, I would have to govern without your power. The universe would be much worse for it. But Im not qualified to run the universe! No mortal is, which is why I am here, Amia said, trying to speak in a re-assuring voice. My Master created me to assist the Gods in their work. Your Master? Yes. Ami bollam thik ache. Bole ami duto pa du dike kore or opor bose or barata amar gude bhore nilam. Er por jor jor thap marte laglam dadao niche theke tolthap marte laglo. 10 minute emon chodar por ami jol khosiye felbo mone holo, bollam…dada amar hobe re ufffff…..amar sob jol beriye gelo kemon ekta korche re, chod na sala banchod chele gaye jor nei niche theke mar thap, chude chude amar guder jala meta bonchoda mitash. Amar mukhe khisti shune dada aro jor jor thap marte laglo ar bollo ore sali. Phir unhone apni bra utaari aur kya nazaara tha dono mummey uchal kar bahar aa gaye..ab unhone apne almari se ek green color ki bra nikali aur maroon color ki panty nikali aur phir ek light green saree aur black blouse pehen kar taiyyar ho gayi mai jhat se sofe pe baith gaya aur akhbaar dekhne laga itne me bhabhi baharAayi aur phir kitchen me dinner k liye chali gayi….phir hum dono khana kha k sone jaane lage tab bhabhi ne kaha ki unhe akele daar lag ra hai toh mai bhi unke saath so jau mere. So that was my life, four months after Phuket. At home I was the same loving wife and mother as I had always been, if anything a little hornier but Tom put that down to my increased libido of being forty! When he was away, and he travelled most months, I went online and enjoyed an increasingly varied range of chats, role-plays and mutual masturbation sessions. All of my online activities were with women. Tom was my only man. Indeed, perhaps illogically, I still regarded myself faithful to him.I.