His hair appeared to be medium brown, short and wavy. He was wearing an R.E.M t shirt and a pair of Bermuda shorts. That brief fantasy of me talking t... him was soon cut short my my over-processing and realistic brain. Forget it girl, he’s probably married. I soon had forgot about it and sauntered off to the shower. I note that when people are usually naked, (especially in erotic literature) they describe themselves and say their name. So I think I will follow suit. My name is Elizabeth de. Zooey glanced into the mirror one more time seeingher hard nipples poking out of the thin material. Shewalked out into the room where she found that Victorhad already taken his pants and shirt off. He wasstanding near the window wearing a red pair of jockeyshots. She smiled at him when she strutted out of thebathroom.He kept starring at her than held his arms out as shewalked directly into his embrace. He leaned downgiving her a passionate open mouth kiss. It was themost sensual kiss Zooey ever. We went to a pub on the waterfront and sat down. She wanted to know more about me as I was born and brought up in India. She didn’t mind having a beer with me and ordered a fresh ale. The bright evening turned to crimson sunset.She was so pretty that I lost track of time spent in her company. We felt an instant connection, like soul mates. By the time we finished supper, it was night. I walked her back to her Merc, parked two blocks away.Mahesh: It’s a beautiful night. Thank you.Nitya: You are. As she had never really liked either one of them, she couldn’t help but feel like perhaps there was some justice in the world after all. As autumn drew closer most people her age started moving away and on the last night before she herself was moving only her best friend, Annie, was still there. Annie wouldn’t be moving for another month (she was going to Africa to teach English which in order to obtain a scholarship for college). They hung out together and though they were both sad Annie said,.