Foot, ankle, calf, knee, thigh-Oh, holy Jesus. I was really starved for affection. Get a grip on yourself, you needy- “Turn around, please.”I comp...ied, seizing the chance to hunch protectively and make the headlights disappear from his view, and to wriggle the tension out of my body with just a little movement. My eyes fixed on the blue curtain basically right in front of my nose.“No, Isobel. Arms up, hands on the back of your head.”I startled – at the casual use of my name as well as the. She was surprised to see that reply. She asked, “Prashant are you serious or joking?” I said, “It’s not a joke, sent from my heart.”She replied I was waiting for this reply for last 10 years. I got more emotional and sent a reply, “Hug U Bhagya.”She said I was a completely different Prashant this time. I replied, “Yes, earlier I was controlling my emotions. But this time I couldn’t control myself after knowing you are still in love with me after 10 years.”She started to cry in emoticons and. She said, 'don't feel embarrassed I just want to know why you do it.'I eventually plucked up courage and said, 'you have very kissable lips.''Thank you, that's very nice of you,' she replied.When I finished the work that day we sat in her kitchen and had a soft drink. I noticed she had put more lipstick on and as we chatted I found myself getting aroused. I finished my drink and she got up and kissed me on the cheek. She hadn't done this before. The next time I was due there the weather was. Writing this, is the third time I cry in ten minutes. Firstly the music. Secondly as result at a flash of million memories.Thirdly from this romantic short erotic encounter, like from a famous novel which won world wide amazing attention."Sir, You do look like Frits van der Ploeg! Did you perhaps live here for some years, much more many years back?" Well by Jove, I am indeed!" (Influence of his father G. J. van der Ploeg, who spoke no other tonguesbut was good at quotes, like all of us after.