"How can you defend him?" I recognized Robbie's voice."Cause he's Tony." Damn, they were talking about me."That's not an excuse." No, it's not an excu...e," Tami agreed. "It's a mission statement." I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks."That's no excuse for the way he's treating you." We're friends. That's how he treats me."I figured it was about time to make a quiet escape."He just wants to get in her pants. Like he did you, me, Mikee, Kelly," Robbie charged.Damn. That hurt. But it wasn't like. Back to story. Amar samne akhon ak sundori maye sudhu akta pink color ar bra and panty te amar samney suea ache. Ami pantyr upor theke oke kiss korte suru korlam. Pantyr upore naak diea oor guder gonddhho sokhar chestta korlam. Kinttu okhaneo ak asadharon gondhho. Simitar Mut+Perfume+Notun Panty miliea akta darun gondho. Mut mane hishhu.Simita Panty pora theke joto bar pechhap korechhe dui ak phota pechhap (Mut) oor panty te porechhe, taar gondho+oor guder akta gondho+perfume+notun panty . She used to visit the house at least once in a month.As we are bachelors and all are it’s we work in different shifts and for diff company whenever she visits it will be a surprise for anyone who is in the home because we think any of our roommate ring the bell and open the door and either we will be in the towel or only on underwear. She see it and never mind of such thing she sees the house and leaves telling if anything we didn’t keep clean about.Although it happened 2-3 times when I was. "I think I'm a lesbian." She grinned. Her voiceremained measured.I imagine long, flowing gowns. Prom dresses and bridesmaid's dresses andthe gowns of women singers. I imagine corsets. I imagine breasts.For years, I had watched Pammie whenever she wore a new dress. I longedto feel it draped around my body, to twirl so the hem bounces against mythighs. I watched her apply lipstick, and my own lips twitched in theirnakedness. Now it was happening. I felt like Cinderella, only my fairygodmother -.