Kebe mun sete upara jaen kara dekhina thili. Sidha bathroom ku jai halei pakeili.Bathroom ru ferila belaku aau aunty nahanti. Se nija room ku chali ga...e. Mote kintu tike dara madila. Kana sabu ghatuchhi mun bujhi paunathili. Dipahara re launch kala samayare mun auntynka muha ku chahin parilini. Se sabukichhi jani gale. Launch pare se kahile cinema ta adhare rahigala, eeine dekhibaki? Mun kahili mun tikiye soibi. Se kahile thik achhi tume chaleiba mote sikheyi diya mun nije chaleibi. Mun tanku. Someone who would cherish her inner beauty. Someone who would care."A good man is hard to find... " Wasn't there a pop tune like that once upon a time? For a woman in her late thirties damn near any kind of man is hard to find. All the "good" ones have long since married or settled into longterm relationships. All that are left are... the leftovers. The misfits and rejects and losers. She certainly belonged in one or more of those categories.Maybe... just maybe it was time for a change in. And I presume all the takings go through the till legitimately?’‘You’ve got it Pete. Now you can understand why I can only sell this place to someone who will really enjoy pleasing old ladies in all ways.He went on to tell me that of the highly sex old birds who visited did so because they got a big kick out of showing their cunts when being measured for shoes which could take up to a hour at a time because they wanted you to finger fuck them, maybe more and talk dirty.I told Jack that I was. The jerk made it worse by telling everyone at school that I had sex with him, on my front porch, with my mom watching. Something happened in my head. I was seeing through my eyes, but I wasn’t seeing myself in my own body. I didn’t care who saw my body naked, who I sucked off, or who I let have sex with me. The best I got from them was my panties reeking of cum. I never got to feel anything inside my vagina. I was numb,” Emily told Mary. “All I could think about as I woke this morning was that.