Ektu agei bhim dada or mukhe birjo dheleche. Arjun or bara ta ber kore niye dropa ke kole tule niye bichana te suiye dilo. Droupodir sorir ta ki norom... thik jeno tultule moida. Ar or deho tao bhison halka, pakhir palok er moto. Arjun droupodir opor jhapiye porlo. Du hat diye or noron kintu tight chotto mai duto tipte suru korlo. Halka brown nipple duto te sursuri dite dite mukh dhukiye chuslo, dant diye kamre dilo. Droper sorir ta anonde ar uttejona te kukre galo. Arjun droper sara sarir chatte. We went out and waited for a taxi. They asked where we were heading. It was near their place so they asked if we would share our cab and split the cost. No problem. Cabs were so hard to come by at that time of night.So we are in the cab on the way home. Girls in the back me in the front. I give instructions to our home. It turns out the girls only live a few streets over.We pull up the drive. Lynn asked if the girls wanted to come in... I was thinking that all I wanted to do was fuck... now. C: No. Apparently it was all incoherent. I checked her as soon as I finished the hand-over from night shift and she appeared to be waking. She saw me and panicked – flattened herself against the wall. She didn’t appear to recognize me at all. She didn’t say anything but she was clearly terrified. I backed out of the room as quickly as I could and left her alone.Dr K: Hmm! That’s a worry. Though you said this happened as she was waking up. Perhaps you got caught up in the after-effects of a. It’s signed and notarized.” He waved it. “Odd, that.”“It is?” asked Myndee.“Yes ... but no keys.”“Abby?”“Yes ma’am?”“There’s a set of keys in your fathers desk. Would you fetch them?”“What an extraordinarily beautiful little girl,” said Andrea when Abby delivered the keys. Tom took the keys and repaired to the garage. Soon enough, he was back.“The keys fit,” said Tom. “The battery is dead.”He rubbed his hands together and grinned at his wife, “Something to do.”She smiled indulgently, “Well, yes.