So I want to share the real stories of those incidents of my life with yours. I assure you that every tale will give you a full satisfaction. Dear rea...ers, the conversations of the story obviously were in ‘Bangla’, some places I have used ‘Bangla’ as happened and translated into ‘English’, otherwise I have tried to use translated English.In the year 1998, my posting was in Dhaka and I hired an apartment of two rooms. My son was then only 9 years and my daughter was 3 years kids. Once my only. I might have to use your bathing services often.”“Well, you were a pleasure to bathe,” I responded. “I’ve never seen such perfect skin. How do you keep it so smooth?”“I’ve been waxing my legs since I was ten, and I get laser treatments on my VJ and underarms. Oh, and lots of lotion and coconut oil.”“Well, whatever you’re doing, it works well,” I said with a smile.Jessie washed my body slow and sensually. Her hands were as soft as the rest of her. I reveled in the feeling of those soft hands. I guess the unusual and kinky excite me more than they do most women. It's always been that way for me; as far back as I can remember.The good part about it is that all my boyfriends have really liked that about me. The bad part is that sometimes I get talked into things that other women rightly walk away from.-==-The topic of sex came back up last night. It was almost dark by the time Carmen and I finished our ten-mile run. We were doing our "cooling off" exercises in the front yard when she. Leaving a dozen men to guard the quarter deck, he led the larger body of men along the gun deck, driving the French sailors away from the guns and herding them against the forecastle.Now more British sailors swarmed over the side from the river side, and Thomas looked for Pendergast.“Eagle’s launch was hit and sunk, Sir,” a young midshipman from Bombay reported. “We could only pick up three men, Sir, but Mr. Pendergast was not among them.”“Bloody... !” Thomas exploded, but then he controlled.