They sell me out. So now I'mselling myself out, but I'm selling myself out on my terms." Poppyglared up at him."Why do you hate yourself so much?" E...liot appealed to her."Why do you hate me so much?" Poppy continued to glare at him."I don't hate you Poppy, I..." Elliot looked away."Yes?" Poppy waited anxiously for the rest but Robert came skipping upto them with a smile on his face."What were you two talking about?" Robert grinned at them.Elliot took a step back and breathed out."Nothing. I tried to defend myself, ?I already told you?? She pinched my left ear between her thumb and ring finger, digging her nails into my skin. ?Stop lying to yourself, worm. Whatever skill you once had is gone. You’re worthless as a teacher, and it’s making me look bad.? My heart began to race, a mixture of fear and anger flooding my systems. She was crossing a line that nobody had ever crossed before, dragging me into uncharted territory. ?Nobody cares about what you?? A. Boudir thigh e saban ghoshe ghoshe rong tullam.Boudi ke panty ta khulte bollam.Boudi lajja peye bollo, “pore asi ni”ami boudir nighty ta aste aste tule dichi opore, boudi chokh bondho kore pechon dike ghure gelo.Boudi er dudh e saban ghoshe dite laglam ar jore jore tipte ar kochlate laglam.Amr haat er pressure porar sathe sathe boudir niswas fule utche, mone hoche boudir dom bondho hoye jache anekkhon chestar por rong 90% uthlo.Er por body te ekta part e baki thaklo seta holo boudir forsa mota. For the rest of the evening, every time I turned around someone was putting a drink in my hand and I was having a hell of a good time. I danced with several of the men and because of my 'tipsy' condition most of them thought they could get away with grabbing a feel or pushing their hard cocks into my leg or belly, but I pretended to ignore it which only made them bolder. Even when I got caught under the Mistletoe and the kisses got a little heated, I didn't care. After all, I would be going.