I even sent her a photo of mine.She sent me photos of her also. Things went like that for some days. I thought of taking it to the next level. One day...I asked her about the day when I hugged her while she was taking my book. She said she remembered the incident very well. She backed out then because she was scared about somebody seeing us.I asked her would she back out again if I hugged her if no one is seeing us? She said it’s okay. I was happy to hear that. This gave me hope for me getting to. Vo humein mall lekar gaye, jahan hum ne shopping ki or khana khaya. Shaam ko vo hume ek bar mein le kar gaye jahan sab sharab pi rahe the. Ladkiyan bhi sharab pi kar ladkon ke sath dance kar rahi thi. Mujhe ye sab dekh kar bohat acha laga. Suman ke friend ne mujhe ek drink diya or mein vo pee gayi. Ese karte karte maine kai drink le liye or mujhe nasha hone laga. Suman ne mujhe kaha ke vo apne boyfriend ke sath ja rahi hai or uska friend mujhe hostel drop kardega.Mujhe kafi nasha ho gaya tha or. Her hotel room was L shaped with a desk tucked in the corner I sat at the desk and got to work on the laptop,Trudy was in the bedroom area,“ Listen babe I need to get ready for the meeting so I am going to grab a shower” ,What she didn’t realize was the mirror on the desk gave me a perfect view as she stripped off she was chatting away, her breasts were amazing on such a small rack they looked stunning and for her age of mid 30s still very firm with deep red nipples, soon she was naked looking. Remember Me Always. Why did they want me to remember them always? Why not? Didn’t they deserve that? Would they remember me? None of us would ever know if we did or didn’t.The following morning, a Monday, would have seen me at Suzie Bowen’s, as had been our habit these recent weeks. But I didn’t go, and she never called. And I wouldn’t presume to show up without being summoned; for all I knew, her mother might have had the day off. Even if my presence had been requested, I’m not sure I’d have.