”“Well, o.k. then, I’ll try it!” Elizabeth declared.“Here’s the clay. Just work a little spittle into it.”She did so, spitting with as m...ch dignity as was possible. The stuff was definitely magical; she could feel it. The saliva adsorbed easily, changing the clay from light gray to dark. As she blended it, the glob remained cohesive, none of it sticking to her hands or under her nails. It felt warm and seemed to pulsate faintly.“It’s a bit like a Darkinian Slorbath,” she observed.“Yes, but more. ’ ‘You can’t possibly see anything in a fat old wreck. Go play with someone your own age.’ ‘It isn’t what I see, it’s what I get. First I get, then I see.’ She moved closer, smelling of good soap, organic shampoo and a healthy young life. ‘Mmm,’ she said, ‘Canoe. I like Canoe.’ ‘So does Charlotte,’ I said. ‘I guessed she would. She seems like a nice lady.’ ‘It was wonderful before her change-of-life. Now I have the memories, and some of them hurt.’ ‘I can make the hurt stop for a while. My. At first from the kissing and hugging , i began to work her blouse or sweater to the point i could slide my hand under it and rub her smooth back as we kissed which she seemed to like and i loved it. She would whisper to me it felt so good but not to go to far so we would wet kiss and i would sexily rub her back. This was one step and i remember going to the height of her brassierre and rubing the back of it and the side of the silky smooth material. It was not like having her top off and doing. Receive korte’e bablidi bollo, “ki re, ki korchish? Ghum asche na naki?” Bablidi’r gola ta kemon jeno onno rokom laglo. Ami’o bole dilam “na go, ghum asche na”. Tarpor ektu flirt kore’e bollam “tai to tomar katha chinta korchi”. Opar thake kono jabab elo na. Tate ami ektu bhoi peye jigyasha korlam “rege gele naki, flirt korlam bole.”Bablidi bollo : na re, raag korini. But……Ami bollam : but ki?Bablidi bollo : char, kichu na. Onno katha bol.Ami bollam : na na, bolo’e na ki hoyeche?Bablidi bollo :.