Long dangling golden earrings hung from each ear that I knew had to set some man back at least ten thousand and there was a delicate gold chain around...her slender neck that probably cost more than my old car was currently worth. She was carrying a small white purse, one of those small hand purses that women take to cocktail parties that only had enough room for a credit card, a tampon, a pack of cigarettes and a house key.Yeah, she looked to be in her middle twenties, about five foot eight, one. After wards we danced and held each other with a different sort of feeling for each other. We had truly crossed some sort of threshold into "couplehood". While we sat at a table for 6, the other 4 people may not have even been there. We spent most of the time looking into each other's eyes, tending to our needs with food and drink and waiting for the opportunity to dance the afternoon and early evening away, holding each other, laughing and enjoying our love.As we danced the last dance of the. She stopped me to say that it was all her fault.I asked why she thought his cheating was her fault.She told me that she was too aggressive with him.I felt as if just saying it wasn't her fault wasn't enough. I pulled over to the curb and turned around in an effort to solidify my statement with eye contact. It was at that point that I faded. I remember nothing.Next thing I know I'm wearing a light blocking hood and my hands are cuffed in front of me as my body rests on some leather type of. Mein sealdah rajdhani mein evng time delhi se sealdah k liye chala.meri sath seat par ek bhut sexy aunty jeans or shirt mein bethi thi.train chalte rhi humaro baat chit ka silsila chala.Baaton baaton mein hum bhut frank ho gye usne mujhe apna background or famìly k bare mein btaya.uska naam suruchi tha or uska pati dubai mein tha vo calcutta mein apne ek 3 saal k bache k sath akeli rehti thi. Mujhe uski baaton se pta chal gya tha ki vo sex ki bhuki hai.mein calcutta 2 din k liye gya tha or.