"I'm kind of shy." "Well, relax. Dinner's ready and your clothes are being washed. The robe is here." He held it open for my arms, watching me. "Thank...," I said then followed him to the couch where two plates sat on a coffee table. I quickly scarfed down the tough steak and nuked potato then leaned back when his hand first touched my knee. "Do you want to make fifty bucks?" My mind raced, but inexperience taught me little except defense, but at that moment I didn't feel defensive and I liked. Black overcoat, black hair, and a glint in his eye that anyone in the bar could recognize. He took a seat at the counter, seemingly oblivious to the eyes on him. There were only two reasons why a stranger would enter this bar. Either he didn’t know the kind of place it was, or he knew exactly the kind of place it was. All the men exchanged glances, trying to figure out if anyone knew him. If he was a stranger to all but one of them, that would make some sense. Was he invited?“Whiskey, neat,” he. Anyways from next day onwards I peeked at her cleavage whenever I got my chance, she noticed it after a few attempts and after some days while leanind down to write on my copy, she placed her left hand over her cleavage hiding the view, I felt sick after that as I realised she knew I was staring at her boobs, but anyway controlled myself in same room.After some days she grew really friendly to me, and she now sometimes to make me understand placed her hands on my thigh, I loved that and days. Last minute travel on Diwali weekend is impossible.It was 11 in the night. She had to reach Bangalore by the next evening for a crucial meeting. Her job depended on it. Madhu finally tried the last travel agent in her contact book.“Hello, Star Travels, Rashid here.” the voice said. “Hello. I need to reach Bangalore as soon as possible.” Madhu said“Madam, there is no ticket available in anything. Why don’t you try renting a car?”“I did try to. But even they are sold out. Please, is there no way.