Ma na na korchhilo kintu ke sone ..duhaat die ma k buke tene dhore ma r khola pithe haat bolachilo…ma r mukhe, thote,ghare golae khete khete buker o...ore neme elo..mayer dudh gulo k hater modhye niye muchriye diloo .tarpor ma k pichon theke jorie dhorlo..bogoler tola diye haat duto dhukie die ma r dudh duto k tipte suru korlo..omanushik vabe tipchhilo jeno dudhu ningre baar korbe…ma jontronay ar anonde chhotphot kore uthe Shankar er duhat chepe dhorlo. Ami lukiye thaka jaiga theke dekhte. Moving towards story. I am living in the area where almost reputed families of the city lives. I usually walk in the morning, where other people also walk. From past 3-4 weeks I had an eye contact with a bhabi(which I thought she is girl). Her name is jyoti. She is so fit that anybody can attract towards her. She lives little far from my house. She always wore fit sports wear where I can see her figure very well. She is damn hot with the figure 36 30 38.One morning I was walking and I saw she. " Julie could hardly stop from smirking, her plan was working like clockwork."Bob? Hi! It's Dave Simpson.", her father said into the phone, "Yeah, fine. Ahh, could you come over after lunch and clean the pool?... Yeah, sure that would be great. Thanks Bob! Bye!" "Well sweetheart, Bob will be over 'round midday to clean the pool for you. So you can really make the most of the afternoon" "Thanks Daddy, I fully intend to", she said. '... in more ways than one', she thought to herself... After. . him.' I handed it to Agustín and lit a cigarette. Agustín looked at the picture and passed it to Martínez. A glance passed between them, and then Martínez turned back to the folder.'You have the originals of these?' I delved into the briefcase again and laid a row of passports on the table, and then some more photocopies.'Of course, and plenty of these, and more of these than I can count, and a CPU and some videotapes. If you can assure me that you'll leave the girls alone and either destroy.