Ami doure gie mak jorie dhorlam peson theke. Sharir achole vetor die tar nogno pet pith-e hat bulate thaklam.Ami—ma ami tomak sobche beshi valobashi...Ma—achcha thik ase baba. Ekhon ja khalar sathe moja kor, ami kaj gusie aschi.Khala jeno sob menei muchki haslo. Du hat barie amak daklo, buke aso.Ami khala k bahur modhdhe nie khate shue asi, marketing er golpo korsi. Khalar ekta hat amar nunu dhore ase, ami onnohate khalar buk tipsi.Khala jokhon kotha bolse tokhon tar thot naranor vongi amar valo. “Christ, you’re obvious. Standing there waiting to see what she looks like in a bathing suit. Sit down and behave.”“Sis, I love you. I wish I’d had time to give you a good going over when we got home, but right now, I’m totally strung out. I can’t wait to see what she looks like.”“Well, he’s no Frankenstein, you know. I want to see him, too. But let’s try to be, you know, cool about it. And,” she added, “if you’d tried to do me this afternoon, you’d still be cleaning up. But, anytime you want. The women we have been told to carry to the county line and dump them out,” Herb replied.“Herb, the county line is ten miles from the next town and it’s already below freezing. I thought there was a shelter on the Island. Does the town council know about this?” I asked.“The shelter is full up. You know the community is trying to close the shelter down there. The same two or three people are calling in complaints every day. They cannot take in any more people and the county health department. I’m really getting turned on now. I pull my bikini to the side and start rubbing my pussy lips. I’m really going at when I hear a loud noise from up at Tim’s window. I think Tim either fell off his chair or came in his hand or both. Either way the show was over. I walked in the house to find my hubby and some relief. He was a little surprised to see me walk in with just my bikini bottoms on. I guided him between my legs and he eagerly began to lick me, commenting on how wet I was. As he licked.