Ami Mr. Sener du dike paa rekehe aste aste thap marte laglam aar amar guud chodate thaklam. Amar janno ei ason ta ekebare natun chilo aar amar khoob b...alo lagchilo. Ami amar pond tule tule Mr. Sen ke chudchilam aar uni ek hath diye amar ekta mayee tipte tipte anno hath diye amar pacha khamche dhore chilen. Mr. Sen ke chudte chudte amar matha te na na rakomer chinta hoye jachillo. Amar lajja paachhillo kenona ami ek jon ajana purush ke diye nijer barite amar guud marachee aar tao ooi sofa te. Tonight was special. It was their fourteenth wedding anniversary and had booked a private room at Angels, the new very classy restaurant in by the river. It had quickly achieved a reputation for providing a dinner experience to remember. They also decided they should give the other a surprise present, something the other may have particularly wanted as an added surprise. Zoe set about working on a surprise for her husband. Mike had often spoken about a teacher of his, Mrs Scott, had tracked her. Kita was having a sort of brunch with scrambled eggs and sausage while I had more of a lunchish Bar-B-Que bison and beans. No matter though it was good and filling and of course I had seconds.After I had my babies topped off I took them to a pallet Catla had made them so they could snooze, but not be back in their room shut off from the whole world. I played with them a little until sleep crept up and claimed them.Now that I knew it was cold for real outside I noticed quite a few of the metal. On these occasions her eyes sparkled in a peculiar manner, and her colour went and came. After a while, her hand left my arm and rested on the opposite shoulder, in a half embrace, which became warmer and warmer, her conversation became more affectionate. She was profuse in her congratulations that her son had found so charming a schoolfellow; and here she halted, and turning half in front of me, said that she felt that she could love me as if I were indeed her own dear son; and, stooping.