Sure it’s not Armani or whatever the fuck he wears but it was comfortable and I felt pretty in it. ‘Then why are you dressed like that?’ ‘Wit... all due respect, Sir, this is the nicest dress I’ve got.’ ‘I didn’t ask you to dress for dinner or a night on the town Ms. Lambert. I asked you to dress for a business meeting with a bunch of sharks. That dress won’t do.’ He stood and walked up to me and began circling me. He was in my personal space again and I involuntarily started to shake goosebumps. "This is so bad"."No it's not, you could be saving a life". Buttons popped, no alert, okay. "Next you need to pull her top out of her skirt, see if she has a belly chain. A lot of young girls are doing that"."I don't even do this with my girlfriend".Breath Deep. "Just do it already". No alert.The hill got bigger. I heard a noise and looked at the entrance and noticed the crowd had thinned as a storm in a teacup came flying through, she might have been 5 foot but she was a force 3 hurricane. She. I went online and we spoke about my life her life, she told me was into a relationship for 14 years, 10 years of marriage and 4 years as an affair. I then asked her whether she would like to meet tomorrow as we could understand what we want and talk freely. She was more than happy and agreed. She told me to come to south Bombay and we will meet near Cadbury house on peddar road… I agreed and reached at the said time to the place we had decided… I was totally shocked seeing her. She was sexy. I know its an odd place to meet someone for the first time. No more LUSH messages, YM’s, off-hour telephone calls or Skype meetings. Today I would meet my cyber love for real! The thought of touching him and finally feeling him touch me made my nipples stand erect on this beautiful spring day. The mood in Times Square is electric, vibrant, and brewing with endless possibilities for this beautiful lovesick girl and an Englishman in New York. The irony that neither of us is from here does not.