” “Amar mone hoye je amar sexy bou maar khide teshta mete na. Theek ki na?” “Haaan…..”“Tumi jodi bolo to ami tomar khide teshta meta te ...hesta korte pari. Emni kore kide teshta niye koto din cholbe?” “Naa, naa baba. Onake kichu bolben na.” “Ta hole tumi emni khide teshta niye thakbe?” “Aar ami kee korte pari baba?” Ashok babu bhalo kore bujhte parlen je onar chele tar eto sundor ar eto sexy bouer shoreer khide teshta meta te pare na. Eto sundor eto sexy jawan bouer shoreer khide teshta na. I get in my car, and, drive to the coffee house where he wants to meet.I walk in, only a few minutes late, and, I see him, sitting in a booth, waiting for me. I slide into the seat across from him."Steve? Hi, I'm Marina." I say, smiling, and , extending my hand to shake his."Hi Marina!" He says, taking my hand in his, and, kissing my hand."I have to tell you, Steve, I've never been on a date with an older man." Well, I've never been on a date with a younger woman!" He says, again kissing my. "He popped a pill into his shark-like mouth, washed it down with a swig from a bottle of vodka he kept stashed in his desk, and leaned back with his hands clasped behind his head to survey Tiffany with his beady little eyes.Tiffany avoided his gaze. The office with its shabby dingy walls, plastered with more obscene photographs, and its odor of stale cigar smoke and... she sometimes imagined... stale cum... depressed her beyond words.To begin with it hadn't been so bad. In fact, the first time. With one simple text I became extremely hard: “I am in town, wanna hang out later?” I immediately took a couple shots and responded back that I would like to hang out. About an hour later he was knocking on my door. When I opened it, there he was looking the same as the day he left town. At that moment I knew that something was going to go down, I could feel it, so I offered him to come in and have a seat on my couch next to me. I don’t remember what we were watching but I sat there in.