”Tang ‘na!’ A little shudder of desire tweaks me down there. I squeeze myself against the rail and let two families push past me, filling a whol... car. I’m three or four from the front, near the top of the steps when the attendant closes the gate and the cars whir and rattle past. He’s now only ten or twelve feet and twenty people behind me. Watching the cars crawl slowly upwards, almost fading into the dusk before plunging down the far side of the track, I imagine the fright and physical. Morwendor immediately curled himself behind the tall blonde, peeking between his arm and side at the shocked faces staring back at him. ‘I’m sorry, your Highness, Morwendor isn’t used to physical contact. She’s quite timid still,’ he explained, and Fohnrir understood at once, taking another step back, she painted a charming smile back on her face. ‘Morwendor,’ the King started, stepping slowly forward with his son, ‘I thank-you from the bottom of my heart for returning my children safely to me.. Seeing him begin to open the door, she realizes she has to do something now. Panicked, she dashes down the stairs after him. Leaning toward him, she grazes her shoulder against his hard chest and whispers toward his ear in her most seductively soft voice, ‘I hope you have a very pleasurable evening, Michael.’ Suddenly, her heel catches on the bottom step and she tumbles into him, sending them both sprawling onto the thickly woven door mat. Instantly wishing she could disappear inside one of. Chumu khete laglam ar chhoto chhoto kamor. Aste aste gud-er dike egote laglam … ohhhhh … ki mishti norom gondho ar swad … Amar bara-ta tokhon lafate shuru korechhe. Keboli bolchhe dhukiye de … amay dhukiye diye maagir phuto-tay … amay dhukiye de … phatiye de or gud…Payel-er thigh tokhon kapchhe … amar mukh tokhon or gud-er kachhe … o bujhte parchhe ebar gud-e mama-r mukh-er chhoa pabe. Ekbar dirgho nishshash phele mukh-ta shoriye or gud-ta bhalo kore dekhe nilam. AAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhh … ki.