The way she talked and her infectious laugh made me want to take her home then and there. We talked for over an hour. Finally I couldn't take it her I...knew I had to have her. I took her hand and we left the bar. I couldn't wait to taste her lovely lips and FUCK HER BRAINS OUT. We made it to the car and started the journey to my house. Her perfume started to pull me in closer. I didn't think we would make it to my house (at least fully clothed). She must have sensed what I was thinking because. The day arrived and we set off. My mom still hasn’t had sex and I thought probably we could do it in Mumbai. The train we boarded was a special express and it was practically empty. Two hours later, the next station arrived and a young man, about thirty years of age got in. He was not very friendly at first. The tc came and checked our tickets. We then had dinner and even the other guy had his.When he finished, he started getting hiccups. Mom offered him water and then he thanked her. A thought. He looked up to see a look of pure, unadulterated hatred on Todd’s face. This look wasn’t one of lust; his eyes were distant and glassy, filled with rage, reminding Scott of a rebel slave who had staged an insurrection against an evil slaveholder and who was about to behead the person who had taken his life, liberty, and manhood from him. Scott watched as his Master undressed completely, muttering under his breath something incoherent and disjointed. Scott was genuinely scared. He thought. Now he was waiting for Harriet and her mother to come back. Half an hour passed and then they both came “Hello, we are here” called Harriet’s mother Linda out. “Ok” replied Dan. Harriet went past Dan’s room fast and only said “Hi” quickly, she was in a hurry because she was going to a concert tonight. She went into her room to get ready. Dan already recorded and he went into the kitchen to say hello to Linda. “Hi Linda” said Dan “Hi Danni” Linda said. “will you unpack the rest of the food.