She was wearing a nice tank top and skirt. She had long black hair half way down her back and a very cute fact to go with her outstanding body. She l...oked very nice to say the least. She got in and we both smiled and exchanged greetings. I could tell that we were both pretty nervous, but she seemed really nice and said the same thing to me. I had planned to park in a nearby parking garage that a friend used to live by. I’ve parked in there a few times before and remembered the semi-dark. But I was scared to express as I worried about neighbors watching me.After all the third day rituals, I saw her when she was sweeping in front of her house. That was the last chance for me to try. It was now or never. So I wrote my numbers on a piece of paper and threw it at her. I looked around that nobody was watching me. She didn’t take that paper but swept it.I was depressed and left the village. I missed her. When I reached Hyderabad to my surprise I got a call from an unknown number. A. I wanted to close my eyes, but couldn’t for some reason. When I turned my head I found a mirror on the wall showing as sexy an image as I had ever seen.He was slim but muscular, his hands on my hips while his eyes were closed. There was sweat running down his body. My own body was lush and much softer than his. Wide hips, a full chest, and long, curly blonde hair. My face looked nothing like the real me, but as I felt my orgasm growing, what I looked like mattered little. My eyes finally closed. He hardly noticed me until he reached out for his drink saying, “That’s some intense action!”Not what I’d expect from a straight guy. “You into this stuff?” he asked me. By now he had looked over and seen my bulging crotch. “Oh shit man, that’s not you in the video, is it?” He sounded strange and I thought a bit freaked out. “Hey man, I understand if you want to go you won’t hurt my feelings but it’s a buddy of mine in the video not me.” “ No man, I want to stay if you are willing to tell about.