Everything was going as usual. I decided to meet them after doing some work near my uncle’s home.We chit-chatted a little bit. Then I left their hom.... I again visited them during the ‘Mahaoshtomi’. Shweta was going out with her husband to meet their relatives. She was wearing a saree at that time. My God! My married cousin sister was looking super-hot in that saree. The saree looked great on her. It gripped on her body so nicely!I was mesmerized. Her blouse was not the usual one that she wears.. Lucky me.We became fast friends and regular lunch partners. After a coupl of months,she told me that her husband was going to be out of town for the weekend and that there was a summer concert she wanted to go to but didn't want to go alone. Long story short, it was a perfect evening. We drank, and danced. At the end of the evening, I was walking her back to her car, when she grabbed me by the hand and led me down a path to the river. We found a secluded spot at sat down. She was wearing a. But the RIB helmsman stood his craft off and she watched a lean guy in a wetsuit calmly jump into the sea with a light line tied around his left ankle and he allowed the surging swells carry him to the stern of her yacht. He hauled himself athletically up the short stern ladder and into the cockpit. ‘Oooh you look as if you’re on a school swimming picnic.’ she said. He raised his goggles, flashed very white teeth and said, ‘At your service miss. I’m Lieutenant Alex Watson.’ ‘God why did they. .. I'd better fill you in on the details.In courts he said it was my 'little-girl-look' that led to the attempted rape attack when I was barely eighteen. I didn't even see him lurking behind a tree as I walked through the park enjoying the early Sunday morning sunshine and, before I knew anything was amiss, the beast cornered me, grabbed me from behind, tore my shirt and dragged me to a secluded area concealed by some shrubs. I remember hitting the ground hard and felt him start to rip my.