‘At least you don’t have my problem in that area of life.’ She looked at me with a confused expression and asked, ‘What problem?’ ‘Just t...at I’m eighteen, still a virgin, never had a girlfriend, and have to make sure no guys ever find out. Otherwise I’ll have to kick someone’s ass just so everyone will know what I’ll do if they give me any hell about it.’ She looked at me in amazement. ‘You’re serious?’ ‘Yeah, why would anyone lie about something like that?’ ‘I guess no one would lie about. As for my tip at supper, I couldn't, in all fair conscience, keep it. You gave me something that is worth much more than money; you gave me some self-respect and the knowledge that I am a better person for having met you.Forever grateful, Samantha Dodson"Samantha DODSON??? Was she Dales's wife, daughter, sister, or what?" I shouted. I was immediately on the phone to Dale. He wasn't at work, but I did get his cell number from Jerry. I asked Jerry if he knew a Samantha Dodson. "Sure, she's the. Er por abar oke shuyea gude bara dhukyea amar kole tule or pa duto amar komare bery dyea ami oke bara lagano aboshtay amar kole tule fothafhot kore tatka , khaja ponder mal ke chudchi, hog khorchi. Ooi aboshtay e chudte chudte o or mal dhele dio ar shay mal baye baye poreche. Tarmane shay 2 bar mar koshyea ebar nishtar chay. Takhon ami oke abar bichanay shuyea ajhore ram thap dyea or tatka chodan mara gude gal gal kore birjo dhele dilam ar or buke shuye porlam. Amar jubati tatka maler garam. Ginger lived alone in a four-story walkup, and Bruno was sweating from the combination of nervousness, heat and the climb. Ginger helped matters considerably by having an iced soft drink waiting for him as he came through the door.Bruno accepted it and drank deeply. "Thanks, that hit the spot."He also drank her image in. Ginger was wearing a "Fuck Me" kind of gilded brown lace top that had a metallic floral design embroidered throughout and a pair of tight jeans. As she moved about the room her.