Ar meyeta ghumoi tar dadir sathe. Amra shami-stri alada ek ghore. Barite amader ghortai sobche boro, sathe attached bathroom. Rat-a ghumabar age ami b...sanay bairer dike ektu jayga rekhe bam dike kat hoe shui, ma adhshuar moto dan hate vor die amar dik fire khate shoy. Ma erpor amar pa-er upor ekta pa tule, sharir achol fele dey. Mar dudhe vora buk vare ekdike kat hoe jhule thake. Ma ekthate tar blouse er botam khulte thake. Ai somoyta mar blouse-ar 2 cup er majhkhanta vije thake. Buke prochur. Perhaps it is merely broadcasting its universal message similar to what your ham radio operators use when they wish to establish contact with anyone: CQ. CQ. CQ. Calling anyone. Calling anyone. Calling anyone. It could be that basically the system is just saying it is ready while delivering the contact code subroutine. Now ... I must determine how to tell it that I am ready and wish to transmit to someone. Hopefully, I will not find that I need the equivalent of a credit card before I can send. “Don’t you all think that it is odd that we are all being tattooed on the instruction of someone else? Jaqueline has been done on the orders of the Bishop. Ruth is being done on the orders of her wife. Hazel has been done on the orders of her husband. And I have been done on the orders of my Master.” Ignoring the question, Hazel and Jaqueline continued to feed off Ruth’s breasts. “Odd, perhaps,” said Ruth, “but probably not to be unexpected given that we are all submissive. Who is your Master,. They have their methods. Go to sleep, Katie - you precious, darling, lovely girl! (Stroking her hair) I love you so much that it hurts sometimes."And so they did fall asleep at last.Next day... Katie ran on for miles, her feet sometimes slapping on the firm sand and sometimes splashing in the breaking waves, with that famous East Wind now blowing straight across from the frozen tundra and whipping viciously into her naked body. There was a frost today and the wind chill must be taking the real.