Slowly I stood up. She kept trying to reach my asshole with her tongue but I pushed her away. “Sorry,” I said. “This just isn’t enough for a n...ughty slut like you. Follow me on your hands and knees into the garage. Pulling my pants up I left her and walked into the garage. My garage is my inner sanctum. Besides the vintage GTO I’m restoring out there I have a couch, stereo and big screen TV setup out there. The big garage doors have a large window built into them. Following me Diane crawled in. Exciting even. She, Elizabeth Morris, walking in the rain with a black man, his arm around her, his hand resting on her hip.He was a draughtsman in a firm of architects; he had transferred up to Edinburgh from Birmingham about eighteen months ago. Yes, he was married, with one child: a daughter living in Jamaica with her mother. No. His wife had gone back to Jamaica shortly after they had moved up here. She had gone to look after her sick mother taking their daughter with her. Her mother had. "So, they've not come out?" asked Simone.Kate shook her head. "I've invited them, and the cruise line is picking up the travel tab, but neither has taken the opportunity..." She looked at the big ship for a few seconds before she went on, her eyes glistening, "Matt's back in school full time out in Boulder, I think he's found someone, but he's also in Navy ROTC. He says once he graduates he plans to go into the Marines like his father did..."Kate paused, and then said, "Emily ... I don't know. Room ta faka dekhe bairease waredrob khullam, dekhi tawel pai kin a, kintu nah, sob mone holo kono boromeyeder kapor. R tokhoni khala ghore dhuklo, amake lengto dekhe hashtehashte bollo, ki? Akhono soto belar ovvash jaini? Ghore bou anar somoy holokintu ekhono bacha roe geso. Ami taratari ekta orna nea komore pechie fellam rbathroom e dhuke gelam. Khawar por besh kisukhon pola r rimir sathe golpokorlam oh! Pola mejho r rimi soto, borota tokhono basai fireni, or bandhobirbasai gese. Rat pray.