” Ei shune Piya didi bollo, “ami bristee te chan korte jachhee.” Aar Piya didi bristee te chan korar janno chate chole gelo. Ami taratari bome pechone pechone chate chole gelam.Piya didi takhono amar deoa amar purono patla shirt ta pore chilo tobe ekhone shirter bhetore kono bra pore nee. Chat giye Piya didi chater ek konaye giye danriye danriye chan korte laglo. Bristee te bhejar janno boner pathla shirt ta tar chipke giyechilo aar tar baro baro kadur moto mayee duto porishkar bahbe dekha jachhllo. Mayeer bonta duto besh khara hoye chilo. Amader kache kono unchu bari chilo na bole amader chate keu dekhte parto na. Ami Piya didi ke bollam, “prothon bristeer jal ta soja peethe porle peether sab ghamachee sesh hoye jabe, aar tomar aram hoye jabe.” Amar katha shune Piya didi ekbar amar dike dekhlo aar kichu ki ekta bhebe bollo je, “ami matite te shoeye porchee tui amar peeth ta bhalo kore ghoshe de.” Ei bole Piya didi jhat kore shirter teen te botam khule diye bhije chate char hathe paye. As he re-entered his room, Matt reached for his own pyjamas from his drawer and began to change. Neatly piling his jeans and sweater on the chair, his boxers into the basket in the corner of the room, his slid on his shorts and t-shirt before sitting down on the bed. Thoughts raced through his head about what might have occurred with his s****r. Terrible possibilities crossed his mind about what might have happened. And almost instantly, he felt guilty for leaving the condoms at home in the first place. Was he to blame for whatever had gone on? Meanwhile, Amy stood in front of the mirror once more. She wiped the last tear from her cheek before slipping her jeans off, throwing them to the floor at the side of the room. She glanced across at her body in the mirror as she stood in her underwear. Again a tear welled in her eye, before she slumped down onto her bed, and lay, on her side, her knees wrapped up to her chest. More tears came. Then, another knock at the door. ‘Amy, can I come.
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