I had handed it to the current owner's grandfather almost a century before for safe keeping.It only took the Head Waiter a few minutes to return. In t...at time, I had allowed my mind to wander back to that light spring day. A 30 year old chardonnay was what I passed to the owner, asking him to hold it for me until such a time as I could return to claim it. The bottle was now well over a century in age. I had another at my home in Paris, so I knew it should still be in excellent form if properly. She seems ok with this proposal and ask me to come to café of hotel gateway, i went to meet her at specific time suggested by her. She was there at café sitting alone wearing punjabi dress. To tell you about her she was looking like a house wife, but with well maintained body and quite fair color, and age must be around 30 or 32. I was surprised as she told me that she was married since last 12 years.told me besi jau, i sat and she ask me su leso, i told her a glass of drink, she ordered for. She was actually very good with a pencil and paper. Looks like we had found her skill. I flicked some pages in her sketch book and there was a perfect representation of her vagina (I knew it was hers since I had seen up close quite recently), she turned the page quickly, her face red. “But that ... it really is very good. Honestly” I flicked back to it. “How did you... ?”“I used a mirror. I wanted something difficult and fiddly as a challenge. I’m not some pervert”I nearly said I wouldn’t mind. Sitting on the toilet I undid the bra androlled down the tights. At last I stood and peeled away the panties. Mattedpubic hairs caught at my penis, a reminder of the excitement of the morning.The shower water began to steam as I played with the knobs. A look in themirror now showed a disjointed image. From my neck to my forehead my face wasthat of teary-eyed young co-ed, just as Hannah had said. Below were thepoints of my collar bone and when I took a deep breath you could count myribs. There.