” I didn’t know what was in her mind…..Then we got into her car and started driving……While she was driving I asked her where were we going. ...he replied that we were going to durga’s house. Durga was my Telugu teacher she had a sexy figure of 40-32-38 and was fair but she was around 42 so I didn’t have any feeling towards her.Then I asked, ” why are we going there ? “. She replied ” I’ll tell that to you later but first tell me, do you like her ? “. Then I asked her why she was asking me all. Each day I walked around the front and back of the street opposite for inspiration going into the clothes and shoe shop which was pretty scary as the young assistants stared at me, and the charity shop which was far less scary but I did buy a pair of black, elbow length cocktail gloves and a white kimono. The middle aged woman behind the counter looked completely unfazed by thisLater that day, it was a Friday; I checked my pigeon hole for post. There was a letter inside was the red note paper. I said yes, you can use this and I was looking back into my mobile reading some messages.We greeted each other with a smile and started off with a casual talk. For the starters, I got to know that she works for an IT company and she is divorced. We continued talking for almost 2 hours and we exchanged our numbers as we liked talking to each other.We started exchanging messages every now and then but we did not get a chance to meet. So, one weekend we decided to meet for a lunch and planned for. Just when she thought she had them all in the weight of the load would force the netting apart and a few would slip out. Now as she tried to gather her thoughts random images or ideas would squirt out and she'd chase them down strange paths. The one central thought was that she was doing this for Jerry, that she owed him. She was down one of those paths when she was startled by the door opening and she couldn't stop a gasp, turning reflexively to protect her modesty."Sorry I'm late, my boy's.