.or mai duto blouse fete beriye aste chaichhe..blouse er strap ta ekdom chhoto. Or norom ar puru hat ta puro dekha jachhe ar bogoler anek ta khanj dek...a jachhe. Ami or thonte chumi kheye bollam “sona, tumi eto sexy?” o bollo “sona, eto kichhu ei na..biye er por sex er modhu diye ami tomar jibon ta voriye debo” Ami bollam “sona, tumi je bolechile seeveless blouse tomar nei” o bollo ” sona, tomar jonyo eta ami dorji ke diye koriyechhi”. Ami bollam ” sona tumi eto sexy ami jantam na” o bollo ”. She was crying even harder when he finished, his last comment being how long she thought her husband was going to keep putting up with cancelled plans. I thought that was a little harsh; I would never have left Elizabeth, no matter what. She was really upset when he said that, and apologized to me again, telling me how much she loved me and how important I was to her. Then, she left anyway.I started making plans to just fly back home. At least I could spend my time off with the girls. I knew. " It's the price of fame, Cam," she laughed. "The publicity you gain will send your book sales into orbit. Trust me." I do, Marjean. I really do. But ... six o'clock? I won't be responsible for how I look or what I say at that time of the day." You've been spoiled getting to sleep in each morning." Yes, I suppose so. I just hope I don't embarrass myself tomorrow." You'll be fine, Cam. Just be yourself. You have an engaging personality and you don't come across as some stuffy academic. That, and. ”She lay on me, wrapped in my arms, for several moments, then “Brad ... I needed this.”“Just this?”“Brad...” she started.“No, that’s okay, Becky. We kinda collided. I won’t...”“You didn’t let me finish.”“Sorry. Finish.”“I love you, Brad...”“I should hope so. I love you, too. Always have. Even when you were my icky little sister.”“Good. I kinda ... When you said something about doing this week, at first I was just like we said, you know, reading, relaxing ... this...”“This...” I repeated.“This.