She looked at me and said, “Please have puris and sabji, I have brought enough food for more than two!”It was the first time she spoke softly and ...usky voice turned me on even more.“No, thank you!” I said with a grim face.“Please, I am sorry in case I annoyed you in any manner!” She pleaded, “Please eat with me”. She motioned me to sit with her in the same berth and opened the tiffin carrier. The aroma of delicious food filled the cabin. I moved across to her berth. She served me and we ate. And that was easily noticeable to her too. “Soooo a little turned on by this kissing are you?” she asked with a tone of confidence in her voice. “Well umm a little I guess,” he replied. “But heck look at who I’m with,” he went on to say. He looked directly into her eyes as he smiled at her and he went on to say “I am with one of the most beautiful women in the world. She has a fantastic body and I have fantasized about this body,” and he sat up and stretched out his hands so he could emphasize. I’ll bring it up to your room.”“No, no, I’ll come to the lounge. I want to watch tv.”I shrug and she follows me downstairs. I’m excited and nervous and happy and terrified, but I know one thing: my wait is almost over. I make the coffee, add what I need to and mix a little more sugar to cover the taste. My sister doesn’t notice. I sit next to her and she drinks her coffee, and we watch Grey’s Anatomy re-runs for fifteen minutes before she says she isn’t feeling too good. She rests her head in. We do it every year at the end of summer, would you wanna come grab a plate before you go out tonight?” I could already imagine the look on his face: confused, hopeful. “I’ll let you know,” I looked up at him and smiled as best I could. We walked up the beaten trail in silence to the parking lot. The day-long high had already been sucked away, and I was thinking of a corner store I could stop at on the way home for something to drink.We made a b-line to the bike rack; mine was the only one.