R o ueeeiiiiii…kore sithkar dilo..ami ok dekhe r thakte parchilam na..tai kichu r na kore sidha amar 10 ich barata or gud e dhore halka chap dilam.....intu dhuklo na..ami bollam tui age sex koris ni? –na…tui korechis naki??–re na re…–tahole? aktu lagbe kintu.–tui kor to..ami kichu na bole vesline ta ene or gud e lagiye diye bara ta or guder kache ene poch kore ekta jhotke ditei o chithkar kore uthlo. ami amar mukhta or or mukhe chepe chuste thaklam..or chokh theke jol beriye leo..Niche takatei. "Is he home?" Uh ... no Mr. Smart," she replied. What did he mean, thieving? And then Kate realized that she was still holding the dildo. Quickly she put it behind her back but she saw at once that the man had seen it and her face flamed scarlet."Yes, I see that he isn't at home," Smart said with a lewd grin. "And I can offer you a better substitute than this," he added as he grabbed her right arm and brought it around in front again."Please Mr. Smart ... please don't," Kate protested but her. Name's Patricia Hollings."I nod. Yeah, that's a P.I.s bread and butter. Burn the spouse. What's he up to, and who is he sticking that 'up' into?Hell, it's a living.Patricia Hollings comes to the door. Soccer Mom type. Maybe thirty five, pretty in a kind of plain way. Nothing to die over, but nothing to ignore either.I motion to a chair and smile over at her.This is the hard part for her. I know that. Telling a stranger about your most intimate fears, your darkest dreads.It's always bad. If. The "pearls" were old and cheap, a left over from my junior high school days, but they had a strong string through them with no chance of breaking.When I told him about my plans for the evening, he wanted no part of it. He said he didn't want anybody shoving anything up his ass and mumbled something about that's how you get piles. I was heartbroken. I pleaded with him to do it, because for some strange reason, it had become very important to me, like this was going to make or break our future.