"I'm intrigued, what time? Where? I can't accommodate, as I have a full house. But I can get away for an hour or so," I reply."I can't accommodate eit...er as I'm with the army and I'm based at Cosford so no civilians allowed, do you know of anywhere we could meet?" he asks."There's a cinema by me with a huge car park on it. We could park at the very back and nobody should see us," I say."Sounds good to me sexy - 8 pm good for you? Meet me at the cinema entrance," he replies quickly."Perfect," I. Cuckoo. I looked up at the cuckoo clock and realized that you would be home in less than an hour. It's been a rough week since you left. When you left, it felt like someone stole an important part of me, and I knew I wouldn't be whole again until you returned.I really missed you. I missed waking up next to you and touching your skin. I missed hearing the sound of your voice. I missed your musky smell and the taste of your lips on mine. I missed the pleasure you gave me.I climbed the stairs to. I immediately got turned on and wanted to make love to her then and there.But as a typical indian male, worried of society pressures and stigma of this sexual intention, if it did not work in my favour, i stepped back and curbed my desires.She though, i think observed my hardness and the 6″ tent my tool made in my trousers,but made no gestures on the same and left to study in her room.As she left my room she smiled and all she said was “jijaji ask didi to take more care of you,then u will be. 8Upon a curtain spread against the sky,A lover crouches, on elbows and knees,To receive silently the penis betweenHer buttery buttocks, white as cream;The wrinkles in the fabric alone attestTo the violence and the struggleWhich characterizes the love of the lovers.9It is a strange landscape fullOf stranger characters,Without a transsexual among them:Pheasants and nests of eggs,Leda and her swan,Women with a child they've spawned,And a maiden, elaborately coiffed,Kneeling upon the flowered.