Mari ben galo pan bole chhe. Mane avachak thayelo joi te hasi padi ne boli “kinju, gandu gandu boliye ane galo boliye to chodavama vadhare maja ave....Ane tu to maro bhai thai ne mane chodi rahyo chhe to to tu sachej bhenchod thayo ke nahi” Hu pan hasi padyo ne jibh kadhi ne bhos par muki. Thodo sankoch and thodi navai vachhe mari jibhe ek navo j nashilo swad pehli var chakhyo. Mari jibh aapoaap bhos ni banne fanko par farti thai gai ane dhime dhime bhos ma utarva mandi. Me pan ben ni jem mari. Towel over one shoulder, wearing scuffs, he went down in time to meet his babysitter. A sitter, man!But when he saw the girl, he damned near dropped his towel. Then he felt like ducking out of sight, in case his legs were too knobby or something.She was a doll. Not a baby doll, or cutesy because she was small, because she was all that but it didn't work out that way. Jean Marks had long red hair and a body like a miniature Venus and a bright, warm smile that reached right out and tickled his. . no, not really," George answered, seeming momentarilybemused by my answer before getting into his own. "It was one ofthose rare blissful days without any major disasters to deal with.There were just a few minor ones that weren't too hard to clean up." That's good, then you'll have plenty of energy for tonight," Isurmised, glad to hear that nothing major stood in the way.That remark had my friend furrowing his brow in confusion. "Tonight?Is something happening tonight?" Yep," I confirmed. The place was empty of customers but my eyes bulged as I stared around at the merchandise. Good god, it was, (just as you promised, dear) as if I had died and gone to heaven. I wandered around from one rack of slinky clothes and foxy things to another for a minute just dazed, fondling this, looking at that, trying to get oriented. A svelte young (like five years younger than me..) man appeared from the back and asked if there was anything in particular I was looking for. I gaped at.