Though he wasn’t all bad either; far from it, she thought.The conversation started the same as it always had, had a good day, he would ask. The repl... would always be the same, a few pence here and there, she would tell him. Then would come the offer of help from him, the dipping into his pocket, not for money but a bag of the white stuff. The offer of a few specks of magic dust for the pennies she had, felt a reasonable exchange, but she relented; reasoning that if she kept the money, then. Around one or two o'clock -- we didn't check the time very oftenbecause we wanted to make the batteries on our phones last as long aspossible -- we went back to the car. Dad and Kiara weren't there, andMom worried about them out loud as we ate a few more crackers. (We'dfound water fountains by the restrooms at a couple of places, and drunkas much as we could there, and Mom had refilled the water bottle she'dbrought with her to the movie theater.) But they returned to the caran hour or so. Ami bujhte parchilam je rudradar ishra ta kon dike hochhi. Rudradar uru te tel malish korar por ami bhablam je eibar rudrada ke amarpacha ta bhalo kore dekhiye dewa uchit.Ami jantam je tar pacha duto je kono purusher opore ki reaction kore. Ami urur neeche malish korar janno amar pa duto mure mukhta rudradar payer dike kore nilam ar nijer bishal pacha ta Rudradar mukher dike kore dilam. Malish korte korte ami nijer paacha duto bhalo kore pechoner dike bar kore dilam. Rudradar to obostha bhalo. It didn't help them refrain from doing that because I was always the last to enter.My brother looked in my direction as I walked into the house. “You’ve got some spunk on the edge of your lip,” he told me. He was always pulling me up for cock sucking and seemed to take pride in telling me off.I scooped it up with my finger and he was right. I was so glad that he told me before I walked into the kitchen to chat with mom. He watched me suck it off and swallow it. Wiping it in a paper towel was.