Did he first plunge into her on the Hill of Tara, soft breezes brushing over them as they looked into each other’s eyes? Did she pull him inside her...in the Temple of Astarte, hot desert wind caressing them on the cool stone floor? Did they flow into each other not once, but thousands of times in thousands of places in thousands of configurations only to be separated by time and distance and circumstance? Have they been caught by jealous others before in passionate embrace? Punished for their. I supported her as she is no match for him.As things are progressing we are supposed to meet a family marriage. This is the day which made things as sweet as honey. She wore a lehenga with a loose hair and with those perfect shapes and chubby cheeks she made my mouth wide opened. We spoke for almost for an hour or two and then she said she is getting bored lets go out for a ride on bike at 11 PM in the night, so we hot on road and had an amazing view of beach road and this time she said she is. He was a little overweight, but still looked fit for his guessed age of 60ish, with dark hair receding just a little.‘Why don’t you join me John? If both of us are naked, neither of us will feel embarrassed. Don’t worry, you are the first person to use that way up in over twenty years, and no-one walks past here’.My cotton shirt was damp with sweat, so it was actually really nice to take it off, and let the breeze cool me off.‘Take your shorts off as well John, its ok, honestly’.I undid the. I was always very attached to my Grandfather and I kissed him openly and hugged him tightly, I often used to wonder if he knew what happened that night between us?'Want to see a film'?I turned to see an old man walking towards me in the foyer, he was laughing as the rain thundered and drowned his voice out.'Pardon', I replied, in a way glad of the company as it took my mind off the storm raging outside, 'Fancy a cup of tea', and he opened the cashiers box and stood aside to let me in.I had been.