Ekdin amra lukochuri khelchi khelte khelte dujonari khub hisu paeche eri modhe or poder ghasa khea amar nunu tatia chilo ami amar amar pant khule dari...chi tititli amar nunu ta obak hae dekhche R hasche jani na keno, o hisu korte lajja pachilo amar samne.Ami bollam amar ta jokhon dekhechis tortao ami dekhbo amar jedajedi te o panty khule hisu korte boslo, hisu karar pore ami or gude hath dilam alada filling halo ,eri modhe school e nunu nunu khela sikhechi o baba ma khela sikhechi, TItli k. Fir usne kaha, “Itni sundar ho tum. Tumhe dekhte rehne ko dil karta hai.” Main zoro se hasne lagi. Maine kaha, “Chadh gayi na aapko?”Usne kaha 2 peg mein kisko chadhti hai. Tum sach mein bohut sundar ho. Maine kaha thank u. Meri ek beer ki bottle khatam ho chuki thi. Ab mujhe halka sa nasha hone laga tha. Maine chupke se apni top adjust ki taki deep neck ke thru usko meri cleavage aur zyada dikhe.Woh bhi pite pite mere boobs ko ghur raha tha. Fir bola, “Ek baat bolu? Bura to nahi manogi?” Maine. Everybody upon him and give him the rest!’ With one quick movement of his hand he sent his subordinates on the half naked glittering guy. A-shi-mu-ka grabbed his stuff quickwittedly and put on his clothes as fast as lightning. Additionally to his usual outfit he put steel-rimmed spectacles upon his nose and began: ‘Stop! Hear my arguments first!’ Astonished by the incident, the pack stopped. Even the leader lost hold of the situation and stared with open mouth at the foreigner. ‘You can’t go. The sounds that make their way up to Dawn's voice box are more frequent and more insistent now, and Dawn gives up attempting to suppress them. "Oh, yes," she whispers. "Oh, Faith."And then - then there is a moment when even Faith disappears from Dawn's thoughts, if she can even be said to have thoughts. The sensation is so pure that thought is replaced with unmediated experience, and Dawn is not Dawn Summers, not the s*ster of the Slayer, not a human being with needs and desires, and Dawn.