Tatokhone amiyo kalker bancha khabar garam kore thala sajiye nilam. Amit kitchen dhuklo aar dekhte laglo ki ki khabar ache. Amit khalo gaye chilo tobe...amar ekta sari lungee kore pore chilo. Amit thala dekhe bollo, “bah khoob bhalo.” Ami bollam, “ki bhalo?” Amit bollo, “dutoi. Thalate sajano khabar aar tor khara khara khola mayee duto.” Ami bollam, “babba, ki assobhoo chelere baba. Khali amar nengto sharir dike haan kore dekhte thake.” Amit amake bollo, “darling, amar jakhon ichchee hobe ami. ‘Shall we?’ She took my head in her hands and planted her soft lips on mine. ‘Consider that my pre-New Year’s kiss,’ she said. ‘If that’s your pre,’ I said, ‘I can’t wait until midnight.’ ‘Well, you’ll just have to,’ she said with a teasing smile. ‘See ya at seven.’ We walked back to our hotel full of heady anticipation. Miles warned me not to get my hopes up. ‘There’s a good chance they won’t even show,’ he said. ‘Women are fickle, you know that.’ ‘Think positive,’ I told him. ‘They might. “We were having them repainted today, and the stupid painters knocked over a big bucket of paint, all over the floor inside the fitting room. So, it’s out of service until they can get it cleaned up, I’m sorry.”“There’s no one around in here,” Ken said. “Just try it on here, I promise to look the other way!”“I’ll just go and lock the front door,” the assistant said. “It’s just about closing time, anyway.”Cristine thought to herself that since the only people in the store were Ken and the. ”Maa boli ” chal ab apne kapde utar” maine mera shirt nikala, banayan nikala.Our massaj bench per baitha. Maa bhi uthi our boli ” itna kya shrma rha hai apni pant to utar de” maine apni jeans uteri our burmuda pe tha….maa fir boli ” are ye burmuda to utar, kya kar raha hai..masaj ke waqt open our free hona chahi ye”maine burmuda bhi nikali… maa uthi usne kali fullo ki sadi phene thi wo sadi transparent nahi thi, usne apni sadi utari our mere samne blouse our perkar pe thi. Maine kha “ajj tera.