’ I paused. ‘In a way, I’m glad she couldn’t come, it means I can talk to you and Pete about something.’ ‘Douglas, you intrigue me, please...continue!’ ‘Yes indeed, do tell!’ Pete said, coming into the room. ‘Well, I need some advice.’ ‘About Nessie?’ Mel asked, innocently. ‘Yes.’ I said, and then realised what she’d said. ‘How did you know that?’ Pete clapped me round the shoulder. ‘Even a rugby player like me could work that one out mate, simple observation.’ ‘You mean, you knew?’ ‘Dougie, I. Tabhi aunty ne puchhi tum kya itne der susu kar rehethe to main haan kardia wo smile karne lagi.uske baad main bed rum main chala geya or tv dekh ne laga tvi wo milk leke ayi or woli lo ye pilo.Maine kaha mujhe dudh pasand nehi hai to wo woli ki avi jo sab tum bath rum karke ayeho uske liye milk bahot jaruri hai main to pura dark e mare pasina pasina hogeya wo mere paas ake beth geyi or boli tum ye sab kyun karte ho. Darke mare maire ankhse bhar geya to woli don’t worry mujhe apne dost ki tarah. Europe was wide open.While there I dated this gorgeous little Danish girl. Tiny with a lovely figure. Snow white skin and pale blue eyes. Almost wolf like in quality. We did the turns of german and dutch sex clubs but she was saying they are too tame. Well, I took a leave of 2 weeks and decided to take her to Copenhagen.Upon arrival and checkin she said lets go to the bar as we have to talk. The drinks came then she started telling me about this one club called The Black Cat. She knew I was. ....I just stared into those green eyes, looking for some answer, finally I could wait no more as I began to sway with her soo close, I gently kissed her neck...nothing....I did it again , lingering longer, breathing into her ear as our cheeks touched...pulling only slightly away, we looked at each other....then kissed, our lips hesitant to part.My heart ...among other things...nearly bursting out when she whispered“Is there some where we can go.....quieter....uhhh, so we can talk”Talk, yeah ,.