. Komorer dori ta ektu loose na korlee malish kora jabe na thik kore.. Apni aram paben na… Aar ma k dekhe mone holo ma r sahos o nei.. Pranpone vaab...hhe jeno eta kono duhsapno… Subroto r byasto hat druto ma r saya r dori ta taan more khule dilo… Ekta haat o rekhechhe ma r sugovir navi r opore… Ma k o ekta putuler moton treat korchhe. Pore ma k upur kore dilo … Ma r pither kachhe blouse er tolata dhore opore tene gutie dite suru korlo… Ma blouser talar botam gulo khule rekhechilo.. Blouseta. Not only that, she had a complete collection of John Denver.After that first date, she limited herself to hugging me at the end of her lessons and at the end of our dates. Sometimes, we hugged more than once, and eventually she would, at one point, stay in my arms, letting me hold her.One Saturday evening, three months into our relationship, we were sitting together on the green leather love-seat in her spare room, where she had her television, VCR, stereo, and computer. She was snuggled up to. Ab sarita ki gaand mein fasa cucumber bahar nikala gaya jo ki sarita ki tatti aur khun mein sana tha,,,,dard ke mare shayad sarita ki tatti nikal gayi thi….alka ne sarita ke niche fir ek adami ko baitha diya aur sarita ko uska lund apni gaand mein lene ko kaha….sarita boli….nahi plzzzz meri chut mar lo lekin ye mujh nahi hoga bahot dukh raha hai….alka ne fir se dandi uthayi aur sarita ki aur bhagi ….lekin sarita uske apne pass pahunchne se pehle hi apni gaand mein lund le chuki thi…alka hansi. Karen looked back and forth between her mother and me. When her mother gave her a nod, she rose and left, looking back into the room almost longingly before going to her room.“I’m not trying to be unreasonable. I know that I can never understand what Karen went through, but imprisoning Pam seems to be a bit overboard,” I said.She was in tears, and her answer was punctuated by sobs. I knelt in front of her and held her while she struggled to explain. The rapist had been her husband, Karen’s.