We're pausing a bit to let what we've done so far sink in. I want you to feel the punishment, so I can break you with fewer strokes. I think that's a ...isconception about a severe punishment like this. I plan to break you, but I want to do it with as little injury to your body as I can. That's why I need to spread out the strokes, to make each one count and let the passing of time, not additional blows, wear down your resistance. I'm under the impression you didn't understand that when you were. Thodi der bad mere neend khuli to muje mehsus hua jese koi meri chut sehla rha he or mere dood chat rha he..Me neend me hi garam hone lgi..Muje laga shoaib aa gya he or muje manane ki kosis kr rha he..Mene apni tange chodi kr di or siskia lene lagi..Mere tange felate hi usne apni ungli meri chut k chhed me ghusa di or andr bahar krne laga or sath h jor jor se mere dood chusne lg gya aahhhhha sssss ahhhh janu aahhhh meri chudakkad chut shant kr do aaj ahhhhh meri siskia tez hone lgi aahhh tbhi. I check on my keyboard tray, under my desk, but alas, nothing. I’m a bit disappointed, but perhaps I have everything I need for the event. My office has this annoying habit of holding a potluck lunch on the fourth Friday of the month. Not being particularly domestic, I usually bring a veggie tray or hummus with pita chips. As I unwrap the veggie tray and the ranch dressing, Steve and Jason walk over. ‘So,’ Jason says. ‘We hear you have a secret admirer.’ I roll my eyes and vow to kill Mark. The. Ami bollam kotodin theke. Bole meye hobar por theke ekdin o korte pare ni. Ami or pithe mathai hath buliye boli tomar kono voi nei ami achi. Bole bubuda tomake biswas kore bollam tumi kauke bolo na ami ektu Jariye dhore boli dur pagli keu bole naki ami chara keu janbe na. bole or pithe mathai ektu hath buliye dite o amar gaye ektu eliye pore thake. Kintu baire kar sobdo hotei o taratari uthe orna tene dheke nei. Er por aro free hoye jai dujane. Aro ek ghatana ghate or mibile niye or mobile keu.