She only nodded, her cheek still against the hood. ‘Holy shit,’ he repeated, and she heard him start giggling. ‘Fuck, you must’ve woke up the ...hole neighborhood. ‘Fuck ’em, Tim,’ she murmured. She felt him pulling her panties back up, and she pushed her hips away from the car to allow him to get them the rest of the way up. Then he flipped her skirt down and rubbed her ass through the material. ‘Someday,’ he said. He kept rubbing, kneading her cheeks. It felt good, relaxed her even more, almost. " was all she could get out.He shook his head. "I was afraid of that. When you were hit, you cracked your skull. A fragment of your skull damaged your brain. A few millimeters deeper and you'd have been a vegetable. I'm afraid your friend has the same memory loss."The one thing we do know is your name. You had no ID on you. But you were wearing this around your neck." He held up a gold necklace. On it was a name, spelled out in cursive: Rose."Rose," she thought, like a drowning woman to a life. I have a hard time listening to him as I am a bit distracted noticing the large bulge in his sweats. I barely hear him tell me to stop as suddenly the weight is taken out of my hands. The rest of the workout goes much the same way. Putting me through sets, his hands always on my body guiding me through the work out. When it is over, I have worked up a good sweat and am thoroughly intoxicated by this man. "You take instruction very well, I like that quality in a woman" He says with a disarming. She is in dark green sari, very simple face with out any heavy makeup, just light touch of makeup, i cant exactly imagine her boobs bcz her sari covers her front aria of her body while she is sitting on the sofa sorry i cant see any thing specially her ass & around. But her skin color is some like indian but very much attractive a little not black but i can say “sanwla” hope u will understand.(after reading these few lines u must know how poor i m in english so rest in hinde) To sapna tumharee.