The final thing that I saw, before Carter walked out the door, was him pulling something out of his pocket. It was a pair of silver aviators, which he...slipped on before waving to me once and leaving.I felt more and more self hatred washing over me, the further away Carter got. I fought to keep my hands from instinctively moving straight down to my cunt, which felt painfully empty.“Ma’am,” said the waiter, pulling me back to reality. “Do you need anything else?”“The check, please. It’s getting a. Shawon seta bujhte pere amar hath soriye dilo.Golpo korte korte ek somoy Dola apu amake bollo,”Soto bhaiya, amar pith ta ektu chulke dao to”. Ami kono kichu na vebe tar pith kamizer upor diye chulkate thaki. Ek somoy se tar kamiz uporer dike tule dilo ebong valovabe chulkate bollo. Ami savabik vabe tar pith chulkate thaki. Ami tar pith chulkachchi ar se tar pither upor, niche, dane, bame sob jaigai chulkanor direction dichche. Pith chulkanor somsy hothat se amar dike ektu ghurlo ar omni amar. Harry became more demanding, always wanting to monopolise my time. He’d visited me during the summer, and called me almost everyday, which had seemed sweet at the time. Looking back it was the start of Harry’s possessive streak. It wasn’t just that though, there were other problems. He started demanding sex every day, and if I didn’t feel like it he’d emotionally blackmail me until I caved in. I was unhappy, and I felt like he’d changed from the sweet guy I’d first known. He often put me down,. This was interesting. I could hold on like this for a long time, and Steve seemed to have little trouble carrying the extra poundage, probably since I contributed less than a third of our combined weight. I fantasized about Steve going about his day with me hanging onto him, his cock always plugged into my pussy. It was nice. If we got him some fat-clothes to hide me, we might even get away with it in places where they didn't know Steve.When Steve stepped into the shower room, there was a pause.