Khanik pore Soma amake jigesh korlo, “ami jakhon phone amar borer songe katha bolchilam, takhon tumi ektu rukhte parte naa?” Ami aste kore bollam,...“takhon choda ta rukhle choda chudir rythen ta kete jeto.” Soma chupchap giye ekta bichanate mathar peechone hath rekhe shoeye porlo. Eisomeye Somar mukhe ekta alda abha chilo aar tar mukh dekhe mone hochhilo je aaj Soma tar guud chudiye khuub khushee. Amio giye Somar pashe shoeye porlam aar amar ekta uru niye giye Somar khola urur oopore rekhe aste. Drucker acted as though I had no business being anywhere near his family, let alone inside of his home. After the morning that I had already endured so far, this trip to the Drucker home wasn’t that far away from the rest of the mornings strangeness so far. “Of all of the boys that Sue has brought home, you have always been my favorite. As you are the only that has shown me that you have good manners. Most had to fake their actions, as they were only after Sue, or what being with her might get. I know how to do it. I was in a traditional sailing club in the islands. We made our own boats from scratch and raced them from island to island.”“That is so cool,” said Janie. “We can have a whole fleet!”“One boat at a time, Admiral Scarlatti,” I laughed. “I have a feeling it takes a lot of work to build a boat from scratch.”“It does,” Patricia agreed. “But we have a lot of people with a lot of time on their hands. You’d be surprised how fast it will go.”“All right, it’s settled,” Janie. Tim’s hand presses against my breast, pushing my bra aside violently so he can get to my creamy skin. His warm fingers instantly melt the icy cold I’d felt from the apartment and I find myself arching into his hand, wanting his touch more and more, needing to feel his heat deep within me. “Fuck you’re so beautiful,” he whispers hoarsely into my ear as his hand pulls and squeezes my nipple, his teeth grazing along my neck as his body presses me harder against the wall, his hips grinding his jean.