No-one would come to her rescue. No-one would stop what was happening and explain that it had all been a mistake.The noose felt tight, now, and she co...ld feel knots behind her left ear, as the rope was stretched upwards. She was already fighting for breath, every breath was precious, however foul it tasted. She knew she was about to take her last breath, and savoured each one as if it were just that.Someone was speaking, but she couldn’t concentrate on the words. She heard the word sentence,. Amar anek mota bara bujhlam mallika di er kosto hoche. o chitkaar kore uthlo aaaaahhhhhh ar amar pithe khamche dhorloami bollam ami to bolechilam lagbe kintu tumi sono ni.Didi bollo eta aram er chitkar re boka.didi: ne ebar dhakka maramar proti ta dhakka te didi jeno aro sexy hoye uthte thaklo ar amar pith ta k nokh diye chire dite laglo.amio batha peye aro jore jore chudte laglaam….ar or rosalo gud e chop chop shobdo hote laglo.didi: aro jore aro jore mar..Ami speed baralam. er par didio nijer. I was working at Bogswamp's, which is something you helped bring about, and I fully expected to go home to Marjorie's apartment and clean it up and air it out and sleep there last night. My coming here was Cynthia's idea." You mean my mom's?" Yeah, Cynthia's. Look, this is crazy, you standing in the door and me twisting around in this chair. Why don't you come in?" I asked, standing up and moving toward the door."No, I need to eat breakfast and then go to swim workouts," he replied."Are you. Karen moved her legs, fanning them. Her towel loosened at the top and fell to the floor. Karen smirked and got straight to it. She asked how Traci was. I wasn't comfortable talking about it and forced myself to look everywhere but at Karen. She stood up, stood in front of me. She placed both hands on my legs, leaning over she asked again more slowly " how was Traci?"I was getting turned on and I hated myself for it. Karen messed my hair up and then put her mouth close to my ear. She whispered.