It was raining very heavily and she had fever so she still went to college next day I did not see her at the bus stop and thought she must be sick aga...n so I left from college early and went to her house she was alone in her Punjabi dress I asked about her fever she caught my hand and said now I am feeling well I felt something fishy she offered me coffee and sat close to me and started hugging me I felt very good and I also responded(in my mind I thought this is the day I was looking for, to. We started chatting every now and then.We used to share a lot of things while chatting online, used to share sex related stuff as well, about our previous experience and were all we had sex. I used to tease her and tell her how I’ll have wed with her and what all I’ll do to her. One day we decided to meet at a pub.After that, we reached her home. Her daughter had gone to her and house. We sat on the sofa and started chatting about young boys and girls, then the topic moved to sex. I asked her. And apart from their lips, Jean could feel her nipples kissing Jean’s, the erect points sword fighting under the hot spray of the shower, while their bellies met and pulled away with each breath like a slow clap.Then she blinked and it was over, Reina was gone. Had ... that been a hallucination from the drugs? She was still unsteady on her feet, her mind trapped in a fog. She turned off the shower and stumbled out, leaning against the counter for support. Her clothes were gone, as well as all. .. dancing like they had on the mountain, still lost in that intimate kiss. Flickering images behind her tightly closed eyelids reminded her first of the dance on the mountain and then of the dances around the fire at Carles. Naked dancing bodies circling the fire. The intimacy of the spiral dance, of feather caresses against each of the coven dancers. Her lover was even more passionate than he had been in the City of the Gods, in their bed, on the bridge.She felt her body lifted in the air as.