And I’m only assuming it’s original because I don’t recognize it -- is rather meh, don’t you think?”“I suppose.”“Their instrumentals a...e good. Keith is as good as any second-tier guitarist and their drummer is quite good. I think their bass player is excellent and their rhythm guitarist -- he can hold his own. Willoughby is the weak link.”“When we rehearsed, we only did the numbers that I was singing. After I left they worked on their other songs.”Jason checked his watch. “I suppose we could. If you don’t mind, can I ask you a question?”“Yes, my dear.”“Do you always dress like this while at home, or is there something special today?”Nandini heard the question but didn’t answer. She kept stirring the gravy inside the cooking pot. Then she added the boneless chicken pieces, stirred it some more, turned the flame low, and turned towards me.“Is there something wrong with what I’m wearing, Nikhil? It’s summertime, and it gets all sweaty and sticky here in the Lonavala weather.”“Oh, okay,. I snuck a quick peek down her cleavage and to her panties, which were exposed. Oh my god. I noticed a wet patch and the shape of her warm apple pie. I was rock hard.BRRRINNGGG. The bell went off. Everyone in class dashed out quickly to lunch but I waited behind. I couldn't let anyone see my bulge. "James, it's lunch. I think you better go." "Umm.... Yeah... Sure." I replied awkwardly. As I stood up and met her at the door she turned round to leave as well. I felt pretty cheeky and there was no. I dressed in thesame clothes I?d worn for years, a brown suit and flat shoes for work. Nomake-up. I felt like there was no way anyone would find me attractive. I woulddream of meeting a man who would treat me like a sex goddess, who would beconsumed by passion and fuck me wherever he could. I imagined that I was glamorousand irresistible and then I would open my eyes again and realise that I wasn?t. Thatevening I had vowed that I couldn?t go on like that. That I had to changesomething; that I.