Here's the deal," he said earnestly. "Hollywood has it wrong." I didn't know how to respond to that, and he went on. "Have you ever seen a movie about...a crime family; and the youngster ... the son who wants to take over ... accuses the 'oldsters' of pussyfooting around? Tries to convince them use more violence? Tries to 'ramp up' the types of crime? Tries to 'expand the operation?' ALL the movies do that! Whether it's about the Italian Mafia, Russians, Japanese Yakuza ... it's all the same! The. I decided that I wanted her that night.After finishing the drinks, I went to her again and this time I was more serious. I said, “I wanna talk Chahat. Can we please go somewhere quiet and talk?” She did not wanna talk to me and so again, she turned her face away. That happened a few more times and I started losing my patience.Last time as soon as she turned her face away, I smacked her ass with my hand. Damn, it felt so good. I knew Chahat liked that kind of smashing and smacking of her ass.. .."What?" I moved closer. Still not touching. Centimeters if not millimeters from her lips. Her body pulled forward as if sucked into mine. I reacted and our first kiss collided with the kinetic impact of all that was held back previously. Our bodies faded away from the road........just behind the tree line.Our world faded away.........in an awesome crescendo of lust and emotion.Our restraint and reluctance faded away...Our inhibitions and insecurities faded away..... Our. And tonight, she wanted to be as sexy as she felt. She wanted to be sexy for Frank. She had to be sexy for him.Stepping from the chilly current, she briskly toweled herself dry. The soft moonlight played on her body, her skin glowing milk white. She knew she was a small woman, but she also realized she was attractive, not beautiful, but attractive. Her breasts were firm cones, each topped with a plump bud of dark brown, almost black flesh. They weren't the heavy balls of titflesh her sister-.