Ok,getting back to the story. This happened around a year back with a woman I metwhile coming back from Delhi to Bangalore and she was sitting next to...me in theflight. Now, I am not much of a bold guy but a sweet and shy listener. We started talking by chance whenshe asked about taking one of my magzines and introduced herself as Priyanka a29 year old public relations manager from one of the big telecom giants. A realhot babe with stats around 34-28-36 and was looking like a sex goddess in. The Deacon was pulling out all the stops. It had been fifteen years since the last ceremony of similar importance had been conducted, and it was the first under his tenure. He read no fewer than three long sermons, had four different dignitaries speak eulogies, and then went through the most elaborate consecration ceremony for the sarcophagus."Twenty guilders say the King will sack him before this week's over," the Duke whispered to Macro."Father!" his young daughter hissed from underneath her. With a light kiss on her cheek he looked into her eyes and said in a rush, ‘True confessions. I was watching you last night. I followed you into the house and up the stairs. I watched you in the bathroom and even stood at your door once you’d gone to bed. Part of me wanted you to come out in the hallway but part of me was too scared to face you.’ Jan studied his face as he rushed through his obviously planned speech. Then at his sudden shyness, she smiled and stood, pushing back her chair.. When i reached the kitchen i found her frying the pappads and to get her attention cleared my throat a couple of times. As it seemed she didn’t hear me, i moved right behind her to tell her i was leaving. As i drew close to her she suddenly leaned back and rested her head on my shoulders with her face turned towards me as if for a kiss. My rod was iron hard from the moment i saw her at the door. I couldn’t stop myself. I bent forward, clasped her close to me and kissed her hard. She settled.