What ever you see I swallow immediatelyJust as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.I am not cruel, only truthful —The eye of a little god, four-corne...ed.Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so longI think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.Faces and darkness separate us over and over.Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me, Searching my reaches for what she really is.Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.I see her. I held outmy hand, she took the pantyhose and gave them to me, keeping the pantiesin her hand.I rinsed her hose out, I decided to speak."How many times Nicks."She knew what I was asking.She looked up at me. "Four," she whispered. I took the other pair ofpantyhose, the ones she had worn yesterday and washed them, then herother pair of panties. They were like the ones I was wearing, like thepink ones she had on now, but they were blue though, like the ones in herhand.When I finished washing I. Though her proxy was battered, she was still fighting.My fingers shoved into my pussy, coating them with more of my juices. It was hard to keep my cream flowing, but I needed it to power my illusions. I thrust my arm before me, focusing at the ogre and moved my fingers. I created another Zanyia, crouching low and hissing. Then she sprang around the brute.His fists swung at it. I puppeteered my illusion low, the blow crashing over it. The real Zanyia hissed and jumped onto the ogre’s back. She. Amar khub bhoy hochhe re joy. Janina ki korbo tai tui ja bhalo bujichs tai kor baba. Ami mone mone ektu smile kore bhablam jak amar plan sucsessfull. Ami doure giea amar shaving kit ta nie ealam. Ami. Masi paa dui ti ektu fak koro. Tomar vodar bal shave korte hobe. Ja sune masi bhishon lojja paye gelo Masi. Tui doctor, tui ja bhalo bujbi tai kor. Masi erpor tar paa dui ti ke fak kore dilo r ami masir vodai shaving cream lagie dilam, tar por rezar die puro voda porishkar kore dilam. Masir vodai.