Candles were set up about the room and no outward sign of modern technology could be seen. Two crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling on opposite s...des of the room and two doors lead out into the adjoining hallway. About the walls were placed old bookshelves and dressers and above them hung all sorts of paintings and photos of various people and places. Most were depressing and many were quite frightening. A large musty sofa sat in the middle of the room and another chair like the one where. I worried that I would be left to satisfy myself for the rest of my lonesome life, gasping in the dark on my own fingers. Most called my hands graceful, and usually I agreed, but in the dark their slenderness was hateful. But I fretted for nothing. My thief was simply concerned with timing. The third day was Valentine's Day. I heard the old hinges shrill in my dreams, ringing through the fairytale rivers and fields, but slept on for the moment. He was elbow deep in my mother's hope chest when. I was looking for Ashok’s toolbox and I accidentally opened it. I shouldnt have done it and I shouldnt have looked in it, but I did and I am sorry’‘Thats ok. Now it’s your turn’‘Truth’, I said quickly. ‘Do you drink?’‘Yes, I do. My favorites are whisky and beer. What about you?’‘I drink too. I’m more of a beer person’‘Ok, now my turn. Truth, Are you a virgin?’‘No, I’m not. I’ve had sex before’‘Truth, Are you a virgin?’Nalini was taken aback slightly but she answered: ‘No, I’m not’ That was a. . what a heavenly torture!"Touch me, Bill", she whispered. "Don't you want to touch me?" She kissed me deeply as her hand increased its pumping motion, moving in agonizingly slow but insistent strokes. Her pace quickened even more as my fingers went to work on the buttons of her blouse. Soon her top was open, revealing those tantalizing curves I had been fantasizing about.I anxiously fumbled with the clasps at the front of her bra, my hands trembling as if I were a nervous high school kid. I.