Soma amar booker oopore lepte gelo aar tar dabka duto mayee amar booker songe chepte gelo. Ami takhon Soma ke sakhto kore dhore tar mayeer oopore amar...book ta ghoste laglam. Erom kora te Soma aschorjo hoye amake dekhte laglo aar nijeke amar kach theke charate chailo. Ami dekhte pelam je Somar sansh gulo ektu jore jore porche. Somar nayeer oopore amar khara hoye jawa bara ta dhkka marchilo. Khanik pore Soma ek gal henshe amar songe gaye gaa letiye saban ghoste laglo. Ami abar saban ta uthiye aar. At least not then.There are two parts of me. Me and 'she'. After service I lived at homewith my parents. My older brother and sister were married and out of thehouse. At every opportunity when my parents were out visiting friends, Idressed in my mother's clothes, and masturbated. I don't know if mymother ever found out, but if she did, she never said anything to meabout it.I began seeing a psychiatrist. I was working at a good job, but his feescost me about 25% of what earned. I thought. It was quite a contrast over the way that he used to work but he had to agree that it was a lot easier to get things done with all the clients' documents neatly arrayed in box files rather than in the selection of carrier bags, folders, ring binders and piles of bulldog clipped documents that had been there previously. He had a tidy desk too; just one lot of papers was waiting for his attention.He owed it all to his new secretary, of course. She was the one who had organised all this.She. A car pulling up out the front caught my attention around 2am, the car door slammed and I heard the click-clack of high heels on the pavement. Linda came in the bedroom and collapsed onto her stomach on the bed exhausted. “Goodnight babe, I’m so tired” she said. I had not slept all night, I was so anxious, upset and horny! I asked hesitantly “How was your night”? “Long” she said. “He’s not like you babe he takes so long to cum. I have to try my hardest before he cums. We fucked on and off for.