Amar dik takachio kamon kore mi aste kore or gaye hat bolate laglam sara ga hat diye tipchilam tipchilam o kamon jeno eliye porlo ami or gal e aste ko...e jiv ta rekhe or thoth duto k nara chilam o chokh bondho kore amak dhore bose chilo ami aste aste or top ta upor e tule dilam khultei or dud ta jhop kore amar chokher samne beriye elo boro boro dasa Batapi lebur moto dud gulo dekhe ami jore jore tipte thaklam r kokhono or dud gulo k chuste thaklam ami ok kole bosiye dumre muchre dud gulo k tipte. After a second, she tucked her shirt back in.“Excellent, now the third.”She looked around nervously, “Here?”“Why not?” Her face blanched so I corrected myself, “Do you have somewhere you’d prefer to show it to me?”“Somewhere private if possible. My apartment is in four stops, or we could duck into a clothing store dressing room. Maybe a handicapped bathroom?”I was a little confused, I thought I was going to be told off. Or she would end the conversation rudely. Instead, she seemed nervous even. I smiled back and observed that she was behaving different and we finished our dinner and I got upper berth and she got lower berth. She asked me to arrange upper berth for her also so that she will be free till she reaches Bangalore. I requested the owner of upper berth and he agreed. So we both went up which are opposite berths and we arranged the blankets before sleep and now actual story starts.She is not feeling sleepy and evens me also. I called her to my berth, now both of us are on same. "Megan held her older sister's hands in her own. They'd always been a bit distant, owing to the fact that Elizabeth was 34, and Megan only 28. Megan had always been the more driven and responsible of the two sisters. She was fresh out of law school, and had already landed a job at one of the nation's top law firms. Elizabeth on the other hand had muddled through college and gotten an MRS degree as easily as she could. She and Jeff had been married for 8 years now, and she had refused any.