Pradip takhon bollo etokhhon to babar samnei chudlam ekhon tomai eektu eka chudi , bole pradip oor ma mane bharati devike jore jore pod marte laglo, a...r bharati devi aarame sitkaar dite laglen aaahhhhhhhh oohhhhhhh aarrooooooo joreee. Pradip aar bharati devi maa ar chhele. Aamar aager golpo jara porechhe tara jane oora ki vabe eei samporke jorie porlo. Tai aar natun kore sesober madhhe jachhina. Jete natun seta holo bharati devi r husband mane susil babu r samne bharati devir chheler kachhe. "Shit, Lee Roy, I just opened up. It ain't even eight o'clock yet." Well hell, I thought maybe you saw someone on the way in. Hell I don't know nothin' if I don't ask questions." Even after you ask you don't know nothin' at all, Lee Roy," Jory answered in mock exasperation.Of late, it had begun to bother Lee Roy to be called "ignorant" or "dumb." He had already gotten himself in a stand up knife fight with that big, strange truck driver over being called a stupid cocksucker. "Strangers just. But we need baritone, strong like you. Will you consider?"I was frankly flabbergasted. But he was serious, and he wasn't going to charge me extra—well, not much extra—for lessons, I was still bored, so I said why not, I'd try it. And for the next three months he put me through absolute hell. He changed the way I breathed, he showed me how to make my voice from my diaphragm instead of my throat, he pushed me through drill after aggravating drill, time and again I'd sing what I thought was. She was not a bad looking broad. She had one of those classic Roman faces with high cheekbones and an ass that seemed to have a permanent built-in vibrator. But with two small kids, he wasn't sure he wanted to get any of that kind of action with all the lonely females already at his beck and call.He had been pumping the oldest Conte sister pretty regular lately on the sly because he didn't want to cause any friction with her two sisters already being mothers of his offspring. They were being.
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