Tears ran down both cheeks as the memories of how happy he was with hisgrandmother. He could almost see them together in the mirror as hisvision blurr...d in and out through his tear filled eyes. Standing theretrying unsuccessfully to fight back the tears Bob swore that thereflection he saw of himself was fading and in its place a little girlwearing a pretty blue dress covered by a white pinafore began to appear.Behind the girl a woman stood, a woman Bob would never forget, it was. Tumi chup kore boshe thako.” Ami hath ta aro egiye niye didir uru dutor bhetor portione hath bolate laglam aar dhire dhire hath ta panty kache egote laglam. Amar hath eto ghure gelo tobuo didir panty obdi paunchulo na. Ami didir kane kane bollam, “didi ektu neeche hoye bosho.” “keno” didi amake jigesh korlo. “Amar hath tomar okhane pauchoche na” ami aste kore didi ke bollam. Didi amake dhire kore jigesh korlo, “tuj tor hath ta kothaye paunchute chas?” Ami takhon lajja peye bollam, “didi, tumi. " I, through my extreme nervousness (it took all myconscious effort), calmly directed her into the living room and motionedtoward the Laz-Y-Boy chair. She, without a bit of hesitation, without a bit ofsurprise - almost as if this was a regular occurrence during her nocturnalpizza travels - plopped herself down, opened a box of pizza and enthusiasti-cally began to feed.As she sat on the Laz-Y-Boy, I quietly sneaked into the kitchen, out of reachof her unsuspecting eyes. There I could get a. I kept saying, “I give up” and “I surrender”, but I couldn’t stop giggling. Stephy’s legs were straddling one of my legs and she was firmly holding my wrists out to the side and I was just held down helpless and giggling. Stephy looked into my eyes and I could feel something. Loneliness? Sadness? I don’t know, I just felt a connection with my closest friend like never before. I was breathless from our wrestling on the bed and my head was dizzy from all the drinking. I felt my head spinning and.