"Oh my!" said Maria, her silky thigh brushing against Lauren. "What a beauty she is!"Lauren smiled sheepishly, unsure whether she should agree or ask ...er to stop. After all, she was supposed to be looking after her and was absolutely sure what Maria wanted to do. She continued to watch as Maria brushed the flannel over her stomach, down her legs to her feet, then back up, further inside her thighs. She washed her slowly, taking every opportunity to rinse the flannel and start again, gently. If she had thrown the invitation away in the kitchen, it would have been long gone, but by chance she had tossed it into the rarely-used basket on the other side of her counter by the telephone, where it had sat for weeks before she fished it out. The second of the three dates and places listed on it was Friday.She refused to think about what would really happen there, because to do so would be to ... what? To be a slut. To do unspeakable things with strangers. To abandon everything about who. Tarpor oke bollam amarta ektu chuse debe plz,, prothome ektu natok korlo but pore raji korie nilam….tarpor o amar barata dhore chhal charie nilo,, prothome sudhu barar mundita chuschilo,, tarpor aste aste pray gota tai mukhe dhukie nilo…. ufffff ki j bolbo ato aram lagchilo j ki bolbo….. amar pray maal pore jachchilo. takhon or mukh theke barata ber kore bollam na r deri kora jabena. oke amar niche sue die du pa fak kore dhorlam. o abar bollo raaj plz aste koro. ami bollam chinta korona. ebar. Mukesh bola,” Raj dar mat. Tuze meri biwipar line marni hai to mar lekin wo tere hatme nahi ayegi.” Maine Seemaki or dekha wo kahi aur dekhate huye halkisi muskara rahi thi.5 peg pineke baadme Mukesh bola ki ab mera quota khatm ho gaya, ab mai nahi piunga. Fir Seema ne pehal karke bola Mukesh kya tum muze company nahi doge? Uspar Mukesh bola, Are Rani tere liye to mai aur itnihi sharab piunga. Itna bolkar usne sharab ki bottle kholi aur khudko ek peg bharkar mere liye bhi ek peg banaya. Maine.