She let the top of her convertible down and let the warm wind blow through her thick, strawberry-blonde mane as she headed west on Interstate 84 for t...e drive to the West Point, New York area, home to the United States Military Academy. Her date, her Internet connection, was coming south from Albany, and they decided this would be a good middle ground to meet and spend the day touring the vineyards of the Valley. Neither the location nor the choice of man was made indiscriminately. Mallie. I even whistled as I made my way down the stairs, thinking, "When was the last time I'd whistled?" A memory arrived as if it was summoned from darkest recesses. The image caused me to stop in my tracks. The last time I whistled playfully was with my lover. An ebony woman, my age, cuddling with me after a session of love making and I whistled at her beauty in a playful way. She was an athlete. No, she was a soldier. No, a student soldier. I was her unit cadet commander. She was a noble of some. For movies all of them would go together and it used to be great fun.Whenever Varun was around, he'd look at Rima in a different kind of way. He seemed to be "checking her out" whenever Abhi wasn't looking. This didn't bother her and she didn't feel threatened because he was always so nice and considerate to them. And besides, Rima worked quite hard to keep her body in shape, so it was somewhat satisfying to be appreciated. She would run every day, and workout, and watch what she ate. She had. “Well since you are so keen to be used by us again, I think we know what to do with you” said Rahul. Arpita looked at her in hope. She wished that the arrow had stuck home. And as Rahul continued, Arpita realised how well her hope had succeeded – “As you must know, our boss Mr. Richard is coming to India for a couple of days to attend the AGM” said Rahul. “You can be useful then to keep Mr. Richard happy during his stay” he said with a chuckle.“Earlier we were thinking to ask Geetika to take.