..”She touched him, then embraced him, tightly. Simon felt his body respond to her heat ... her need. Still trying to help, he put his hand against ...he bloodstained tear in her clothing. He didn’t believe that he couldn’t find the open wound in her ribs – the orifice that had spit out all that blood, but there was nothing there but warm, sensuous, female flesh beneath his questing hand!After a few seconds, he gave up and surrendered to the lust raging through them both. He allowed her to shove. “One more and you’ll have enough for breakfast tomorrow.” Something twitched her line and she set the hook with a sharp jerk before pulling another fish to shore. It flopped and gave her a baleful stare as she threaded the stringer through its gills.“There’s grouse out here.”“I know.” She finished with the stringer and handed her catch over. “If you don’t mind helping clean them, we can roast them over the fire.” She rinsed her hands in the creek and walked away, wishing he’d stayed. So many in Fact there is no way I could even reply to all of them,let alone,converse with each and every one trying to work out details.Anyway much like playing the lottery,we stuck our hand in the hat pulled a few interesting replies,that might seem compatible,and emailed them back.Of course schedules and or interest/location always come into play,and the first few we tried either had a time conflict,or maybe we called their bluff,or they were not ready to play,whatever the case,it gets. So the day comes, and I take the flight to reach Pune. I was dressed in a red saree and a black deep neck blouse with straps on my shoulder. I applied red lipstick and kept open hairs. When I come out of the airport, I directly hugged him very tightly. Everyone was looking at us very strangely, but we were in our own emotions. We didn’t want it to end. Then he tried to kiss me. But I stopped and ask him to wait until we get to the hotel.We took a cab and drove towards the hotel. In the car, he.