Me: “Kyo kiya toone aisa, maine koi jan boojh kar tujhe nude nahi dekha tha, ‘raj’ or ‘pankaj'(mere chote mama k bete) ko khana dena tha, isli...e kitchen pe gaya tha, vaha ki khidki khuli hui thi jahan se tu mujhe kapde ootarte hue dikh gayi, jab tujhe dekha to tu already kurta ootar chuki thi, socha k khidki band kar du par agar tujhe pata chal jata to tu kya sochtii???”Vo fir se rone lagi but is bar maine osse chup nahi karaya balki apne samne ki thali ko door hata diya or ja k hath dho liya,. ‘Darling, it wouldn’t look good if you showed up at this dance with someone who wasn’t your fiancée.’ ‘Well, that’s the great part about it, Jean. Most of us are blind so we won’t be ‘looking’ any way.’ She stood, her anger quickly building. She didn’t like to be manipulated and didn’t think that he had been doing that … had he? Suddenly, her mind was spinning with questions and she stood quickly, wanting some space. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow.’ ‘You’re leaving already?’ She left him and decided. I really wanted to see if I could bring her to orgasm, something I doubt many clients in these kind of situations were inclined to do. So, I tried holding back as I fucked her and tried to make it as normal and, even, romantic as I could. I told her how pretty she was, how good she was making me feel, and I was tender and gentle with her. And, soon, I was rewarded with just what I wanted. "Mmm, oh, Dean, oh, I'm…UUH, UUH, uh, mmm, oh, that is so good, yes, mmm, thank you, that was really nice.. Up on the hill, along a footpath is a small stone building, like amausoleum. In front of that stone building is an old man, like an Indianmystic. India Indian, not Native American. He's wearing the little Gandhiglasses, sitting cross legged on the ground. His name is 'Deep'. I thinkthat's hilarious. He is the keeper of my Akashic Record.He's holding a scroll made of vellum, and written in a strange script. Thesymbols mean nothing to me, but if I stare at it long enough, it turnsinto images in.