"That's strange."She stopped. "Why?" She was suddenly worried."It just doesn't do that. Not unless I'm around a bunch of hot girls or something. Like ...t the pool? If there are a bunch of hot chicks at the pool, in good bikinis, I have to wear a jock strap under my suit." Well, there weren't a bunch of hot girls around today," Carly pointed out."What were you thinking about?" What do you mean, what was I thinking about?" I mean what were you thinking about. If I think about hot girls in bikinis,. As these thoughts were running in my mind I heard Reshma calling me from the bed room. She was asking me to come into the bedroom. I quickly got up and went into the bedroom, i’ll never for get the sight I saw, she was standing there in her towel which just covered the bear minimum, I was fast loosing my control, she asked me to select a sari for her and I could not take my eyes off her, I told her she did not need a sari and that she could come like the way she was dressed. She laughed and. It was night travel sleeper coach and only 2 seats were left. So I booked 1 and went to the stop and was waiting for the bus to come. I always prefer to have a balcony seat during night travel. I checked in and went to my seat. I plugged my earplug and started listening to songs. I slept listening to a song as I was tired. I didn’t remember when the bus started and my co-passenger came beside me. Then I felt someone waking me up. When I opened my eyes there she was – the beauty hot bomb in a. Is it far?" Yes and no. We can walk there from here, but it'll be slow going in the snow." Lead on, rescuer."We set off across Seventh Avenue in the blowing, thickening snow of the blizzard (sorry - "White Hurricane"). Along the way we talked. She was a student. She'd been in the Philadelphia and State College areas checking campuses. She was going to major in biophysics. She was Swiss. She had two brothers, one older and one younger. Her father was a banker. (Big surprise.) Her mother had been.