Thik meyer moto khil khil kore hasche. Dara tor hashi dekhachi.Ami uthe daralam. Ar toma’r ma amar belt e hat rakhlo ek tane belt ta khule fello. Ta...pore button khule pant ta dhore dilo hachka tan. Zipper r dhar kach diyeo gelo na. Underwear tar bhitore tokhon ekta jibonto poshu moha akroshe fushche.Toma’r ma jayingar upor diyei aste kore kamre dilo. Bujte parlam ajke bhaggo bhalo. Underwear ta khule ditei, 7 inchi lomba poshuta lafiye beriye elo. Seki murti dharon koreche. Nijer dhon, nijer. ”I saw Betty’s eyes mist over slightly, as she obviously thought about her husband. It was equally obvious that she had loved him dearly.In the meantime, Lyn was explaining, mainly correctly, the photographic techniques I’d shown her.“Why do all that? All you need to do is point and shoot.” Asked a bemused Sarah.I then had to explain why pointing and shooting could, repeat could, produce excellent images, the odds were against it. Soon I was having a rather interesting discussion with the nine. Instead it was two hours after daybreak.He was dirty, bedraggled and angry when he finally wended his way up the lane.Gorin gaped in surprise when Jorgarn found him in the fields."Creations, boy, look at you!" Gorin said. "I hear things are going well in Emertland. What are you doing here?" Is Eslada alright?" Jorgarn said."She's fine," Gorin said puzzled."Are you certain?" Jorgarn insisted."I'm positive," he said. "I saw her not long ago. She asked me to contact Melodart and see if he is able. Thank you to everyone who left comments in email or on the boards of the previous chapters. Your comments mean so much to me! Please take a few moments to leave comments on this chapter as well. Once more, I have to give special thanks to my two editors, barefootgirl69 and Efon, both of are an endless source of help and inspiration, they are truly the best! As before, if you’re interested in reading the story behind the novel, you can check out the ongoing forum SRP between barefootgirl69 and.