Alone. The very word makes you shiver. You remember back to our last phone conversation, where I instructed you as how I wanted you when I got home. Y...u were busy with your housework and trying figure out what to make for dinner. My call interrupted you, but somehow I don’t think you minded. ‘Hello?’ you said as the phone call startled you. My timing couldn’t have been more perfect as you had just turned off the vacuum cleaner and was straightening up the living room so you were close by the. “Well, then why don’t you,” she said. “Because I’m a dedicated professional, and I don’t want to getinvolved with my clients” I told her, swallowing hard. “By the bulge in your pants, I don’t think you’re committed tothat”, she said, untying the thin strings holding up the top of herdress, and letting it drop to the floor. She wore nothing underneathher dress, but a pair of crotchless panties. Slowly she walked over tome. She told me.Rajesh inge par en pundaiai. Evvlavu perisa irukku. Indhe vachundu summa okkama irukka mudiyuma. But en hushand en pundaiai pakka kooda mattengerar. Oru nal nanga okarathai en ponnu pathuviduvollonnu avarukku sandegam. Adhilirundhu okkava payapadukirar.Nan sonnen avalum ponnu than. Avalum our nal opal. Kavalai padatheengannu. But avar kekkave iilai.Rajesh nan eppidi irukka mudium sollu. Adhukapparm nan two or three times avarai try panninen but avar matten sollivittar.Inge par en. Mr Mitchell the P.E. teacher was on-deck, his wet and smiling face mounted above the brightly coloured body of a clown painted on the outside of the booth, while a line of senior boys tried and mostly failed to hit him with large, wet rectangular sponges. It didn’t take long to work out that this game was a lot harder than it looked. The size and shape of the sponges made them hard to throw, they wouldn’t fly straight, and if you threw them too hard then the water would all fly off in transit..