The older James got the easier his mind wandered. Tonight was the night ! His once-every-two-months visit to Mistress Kelli. Mistress Kelli was a youn... single mother who lived on the local council estate. At about 24 she was a lovely dark, powerful West Indian woman. In 10 or 15 years she would probably run to fat, but at the moment she was at the very peak of feminine sexuality. Young black women seemed, James mused, to be naturally dominant. Confidence, indeed arrogance, seemed to define them. Her legs weren't quite as long and coltish anymore and she was turning into one hell of a pretty girl.She did a slow twirl and my glands did a bit more than roll over in their sleep. I got hard and my heart speeded up. "You like?" she giggled."What's the deal, Tabby?" I asked in a slightly hoarse voice.She spun back around and faced me. Her breasts weren't big enough to jiggle yet - they were still only faint swellings so far, but I almost saw that they soon would be. A vision of. She was very attractive in the saree. I asked where she is going etc.Her name is rathna (name changed) she is going to her home town near hubli.She asked about me and my work.Then she was asking about my travel frequency etc-I was saying that it is tough almost 4 to 5 days in a week will be travelling.She said the hotel food will not be good for health etc.I said yes hotel food is very bad and I am badly needing home food.She laughed instantly as she realised the double meaning.Then we spoke. Once not long ago, I came across one large ruin that intrigued me as it had symbols of the foxes of old around it so I went to investigate. As I carefully navigated the path to the main chamber while avoiding it's traps and false paths I came across a fox statue with a demoness swirling around it in design with a reddish pink Jewel resting on top and without thinking I picked it up and heard a click somewhere and then a bright light engulfs me completely. For what seems like an eternity I flow.