Rita kakima ke dekhlei bojajeto je O Samir kakur kach teke satik bhabe saririk such pai na . Jekaronei taboo kintu kono bhabe nijer character nosto ka...e na.Ekdin sandhay ami office teke phire ase amart roome TV dekhi , sadharanato oi samay barite kei thake na Samir Kaku tar baro chele ke niye business-er kaje baire thake choto cheleta private parte jai. Hathat Rita Kakima Amar Ghare Dhuke Kichu Ekta Balbar Chesta Korlo Kintu Balte Napere Amar Hate Ekta Kagajer Tukro Diya Chole Gelo, Ami Kagajer. At all times, until either he, or I inform you otherwise, and rest assured I will not tell you until he tells me. Now on to a more delicate subject, normally and technically I am not allowed to ask this question if anyone is offended I'll apologize now and those easily offended may again, leave now," she instructed.Again, there were no takers."I am pleased. I will state the question in a moment but before I do, what we say between us next, remains with us. The people standing right here, right. It's just a garden and up there, the sky is just a hologram." But my parents..." They're not here," I said. "We're alone. Just you and me, okay?" This is a trick?" She swallowed hard and blinked her large, dark eyes. "You're making fun of me now?" No," I sighed, stepping closer and putting my hands on her hips."I'm sorry." She lowered her head. "I forgot." You forgot what?" My father sold me," she said. "My brother is getting married. Sons are important. I'm happy he sold me to you." Would you. I wasn't planning anything, really I wasn't. But as my handskept rubbing I slid along her side and touched her breast.Well, I touched her bra -- and that through her blouse. But shedidn't jerk away or anything, she just kept kissing. After that I always tried to cop a feel whenever I could,even when we couldn't get away -- I'd just slip my handaround her when we were doing the dishes, or something, andno one else was watching. That went on for a couple of weeks, and then we werekissing.