Tara tari kono vhaba keya ame ayan k nia amr bed a sua porlam ame sure cilam didi amr pasha e gumaba kintu maa asha ayan k amr bed thaka nia gelo r bo...lo tor jetu aaj thor shata gumaba ame r ki bolbo?Sara ta rath afsos e katalam.. tarpr din ame off a chola gelam.. Lunch hour a bashai ashlam jkn tkn baba bollo “ tor akn r off a jawar drkar nai” kno na jara chittagong a thakan tar a janen j bikal 5.30tai calcatta’r uddessha chittagong thaka bus chara tai sobai tara tari keya ready hoa nilam lakki. Then bed. I’ll be okay once I sleep.”Lisa rifled through the bottles until she identified the Imitrex. She took one out, put some water in a small glass, and handed both to me. As I held my breath to stifle my gag reflex, I swallowed them and stumbled toward my bedroom.I eased my body down, fully clothed, to the bed. Somewhat to my surprise, Lisa undid the fastener on my leg and pulled it off, then removed my other shoe. She covered me with a blanket, even tucked me in, and then slipped out of. It is not untilshe gets back to the motel that she lets her true feelings show."I feel such shame. Not because of my dress, or because of my breasts. It is because everything thinks I became a girl so I wouldn't have to beone of them anymore. So I wouldn't have to cross the border every year,and come back just as poor. The worst part is, I think they may beright."Ramona sits mutely on the motel bed, as Pilar rubs the shoulders of thewoman who used to be her man.Finally, up in chilly Boston,. Her heart pounded quickly as his hands smoothed her ass then one caressed her tit. She didn’t protest, silently wanting more, and he slipped it inside her dress to feel her bare tit.“I find it suddenly getting rather hot in here,” she fanned her hand in front of her face.“It certainly wouldn’t bother us if you took off that sexy looking dress,” he smiled as the song ended. She thanked him with a light peck on the lips.A few more songs, later on, there was less dancing and more sharing of.