Mamoni ama k bollo tumi tomar ghore jau, ami shari ta palte ashsi. Eai bole mamoni tar room a chole gelo. Amio mamoni’r pisu pisu eshe chup kore dor...ar kase daralam. Dekhi mamoni tar shari ta khule fele diyese. Mamoni ekhon shudhu golapi ronger blawos r Lal ronger saya pore ase. ufff eai obosthai mamoni k dekhe ami r thik thakte parlam na. Amar dhon babaji fule fefe uthte laglo. Mone chinta korlam aj je vabey hok mamoni k chudtey hobe, pore ja hobar hobe. Proyojone mamoni k dhorshon korbo.. Photographers like to take pictures of them. I can't believe you haven't seen them. Everybody has. I'm like second to Pam Anderson as queen of the fucking World Wide Web."If anything, it made Laura more curious than ever.Laura tried not to stare at Alison. She was very puzzled at finding the girl so fiercely attractive physically. It must be her mouth and her eyes, she thought. Those big limpid brown eyes. That incredible mouth. And maybe those fantastic boobs. But she didn't trust herself even. “You’re right. Alright, Rory, I’ll tell you,” I gave in. “But I need you to promise me that you will not tell anyone, not even whichever wife you’re sleeping with tonight.”“Hey! That was low, Paul,” Mick argued. “OK, so you don’t agree with our lives, but that shouldn’t take away from our brotherhood. You’re my brother and I would take a bullet for you anytime anywhere.”“Me too, Paul!” Rory added.“OK. OK.” I looked around to be sure no one was within earshot and I looked back in Rory’s eyes.. After somearguing we agreed that I would be allowed to stay, butI would have to stay in the basement family room. Iguess it was better than nothing, so when the early 20-something’s began to show up, I retreated to my jail.I could hear the laughing and the women having a goodole time for about 3 hours before I heard peopleleaving. I assumed the party was over so I turned offthe lights and headed up the stairs. As I reached theliving room (where the party was held) I was takenaback when on.