Tar por amake kole tule nijer laurar oopore bosiye ghorer cgar dhare ghurte ghurte chudeche, aar ami Parthor chodon khuub bhalo beshe kheyechee.” So...a eta ta bole khanik chip kore nijer golar swar sakhto kore Parul ke bollo, “eibar tumi amader chere dao, karon amra arek bar choda chudi korar janno toyeree hoye porehee. Tomar jodi amader choda chudi nab halo lage tahole oii bairer balcony te danriye neecher rashta theke gari ghora dekho aar na hoye amader songe milito hao aar nijer guud tao. Ouch! "Three, thank you, sir."When I reached twenty, he stopped. My bottom was on fire. I was crying. Ihad eyeliner dripping down my cheeks. I probably looked like Zombie Maid.And - dammit! - I was stiff again. I didn't think he could feel methrough the petticoats, dress and apron, but I was ashamed to react thisway to being spanked."Are you going to obey me now, Lisa?" he said.I didn't want to say yes. "What do you want me to do?" I want you to sit on my lap, Lisa." No, sir! I don't want you. We had previously met the Bakkers.They all loved the idea of a quasi-masquerade theme for the evening. We had chosen masks that covered the upper face, only. The women were all given lacy masks that feathered off to the right of the face. The men were all given solid black, leather masks. There was no mistaking anyone with the masks, but the idea lent a feeling of mystery and anonymity, even if it was an illusion.Usually at dinner when it was just us, Chris and I sat on one side with Sharon and. “Shit… Madeleine, hide in the closet. Here, take your dress.”As she hid herself, Dave quickly materialized his clothes back onto his body and straightened his hair before opening the door.“Good evening, David.”“Merlin, how are you? Please, come in.”“I am well. I apologize for the lateness of my visit. I do hope I did not… interrupt your time with Madeleine,” he said with a grin.“Oh! No, nothing like that. She is here, though. Are you alone?”“I am. Arthur is quite busy with his.