She looked at her clock. 10:20. She needed to come up with a solution before it got too much later. Her eyes wandered from her clock to the cup, stuff...d with pens and pencils...and a pair of scissors. She smiled and rushed across the room, petticoat bouncing, and picked them up. First she tried to slip them under the waistband, but couldn't. Frowning, she took a fistful of the fluff, and put it between the blades of the scissors, and snipped. She set the scissors down and examined the cut. Or. Ami frustrated please naa bolish naa”Amar bou: Eta thik noy baba. Amar bor achhe”Amar Soshur: “Kichhu hobe naa please ektu help kor amay ami tokey chhoto bela thake khaiye poriye manush korlam. Porashuna sekhalam r ei tuku tui amake ditey parbi naa amar bou ankita raji hotei or baba pajama khule meyer mukher samne lokloke bara ta tuley dhorlo.. Amar bou o bara chuste ostad omni haath e dhore babar bara khichte suru kore dilo, tarpor jiv diye kichhun chatlo tarpor mukher bhitore dhukiye chuste. She was perhaps in her early thirties, but there were faint signs of greying at the front of those curled black tresses and there were crow’s feet starting to appear at the corner of her eyes. Meleth turned, briefly cast a ‘watch and learn’ look towards the Domme and then gave the approaching patron her most charming smile. ‘What can I do for you today, sweetheart? A glass of our finest rose or red perhaps? Or is… company, more along the lines of what you seek?’ As much as the place did have a. When Tara kept on making faces at the vinegar odor whenever she went to take a bite, I reminded her that the odor would dissipate in a few hours. She didn't recognize the word so I reworded my sentence so that she could understand it. She decided to wait to finish her meal later. I didn't have that choice. I needed food now. I waited flat on my back with a couple of pillows to prop me up for my food to settle. Once it did, I tried a minor healing on my body.OH SHIT!Power flowed through my body.