“Bou maa emon kotha bolo na. Nijer bhaggo hathe modhheye thake. Aare bou maa, tumi amar uru thke shuru kore amar duto payee tel maalish kore diyecho... kintu ekta jayga baki roye geche.”“kothaye, baba?” “Aare dhuti neeche anek kichu ache, okhaneo maalish kore dao.” “Okhane……?”“Theek ache na korte chao to chere dao. Okhane ami Sarojabala ke diye koriye nebo.” “Naa, naa baba Sarojbala ke diye keno? Ami to achee.” Tar por Mala lajja pete pete shoshurer dhuti ta khule phelo. Dhutir talaye chokh porte. Only my wedding ring vexed him.Hubby’s betrayal was the arduous concealment. Unlike Edward, he couldn’t know there was another. Perpetually, even when with Edward, I fretted some detail of concealment was overlooked that would lead to exposure. While our time together was truncated by our varied work shifts, time together remained extensive due to family. When with hubby, only family was allowed into my mind and Edward was blocked as if a nonentity. Edward leaped into life only when we were. Ab bhabhi ne apni garden neechee jhuka ke apne blouse k hook khole haay raam meri bhabhi mere saamne ab bra peticot main aane wali hai unhone blouse ko nikaal diya. Bhabhi ki mamar pr white bra thi breasts bra main sama nahi rahe the 40% breast bra k bahar the . Kamar pr bra ki streps bahut hi hot lag rahi thi.Ab bhabhi ne apna orange color ka kurti pahnene ke liye sir main dala aur kurti ko pahna kurti bahut tight tha shayad bahut din baad pahna tha kurti k upper se breast bahut tight lag rahe. "The desk comp is secure and, once you log on and chose an encryption key, is supposedly tamper proof and accessible only by you." Here he gave a little wink, obviously not expecting her to be convinced by his spiel. "There is an outside communications link accessible through your comp. Inter-planetary and inter-system personal calls are frowned on. Not because of charges, we own the company, but because security on the public network is problematical. For secure communications in connection.