That was absolutely fucking fantastic, better than I thought it would be. But, I have news for you… it will never happen again. Understood?” She j...tted her chin out in that way she does when there is no room for negotiation. “I am sure we will fuck our brains out remembering it, but that is what it will be, a memory and nothing more.” Her manner said case closed. I nodded, too stunned to say anything. “Good. Now get up and cleaned off. I want to go home.” . (She figured wrong.)Sheri's father Richard was the quintessential pussy whipped dad - mom called all the shots in virtually everything.You might ask yourself why a guy would live under those circumstances.It is because he wasn't (by any stretch) a "10", although his successful pharmacy made him "$exy by the number$".He was a cash machine, as far as the wife was concerned, and she turned her agenda to making her daughter succeed where she failed - as a beauty queen.Mom and daughter constantly. “How would that work?” she asked tentatively.Katie had only meant it as a joke but maybe it had some traction, she wondered? “Well, I could come to yours and hold a one-hour Prefect’s detention. I would show you how boring it is and how we deal with any girls who misbehave during it.”Gemma asked intently, “You mean some of the girls misbehave during a detention?”Katie replied, “They do because it is so boring but the view is that that is part of the punishment. So, if they misbehave they earn. Botanical Garden e pouche, ekta nirjon jayga dekhe aami boselam ebong Rahul ke o paase boste bollam. Rahul itostoto bhabe paase boslo, ebong chaari dike takiye ki jeno khujte laglo. Kichukhon pore aamake prosno korlo, “Tomar boy friend er kota nagad aasar kotha?”Mone mone besh bhalo lagchilo, Rahul er abastha dekhe, mone hochillo or modhey jeno ekta irsha bhab uki dichhe. Bollam, “dhoirjo dhoro, jante parbe.”“Tomar boy friend er naam ki? Aami tao to jaani na.” Rahul ek mone bole gelo.Aami aaste.