There were flecks of grey in his short, dark hair and from his build and posture he clearly spent a great deal of time exercising.I stood up to meet h...m. He shook my hand confidently but suspiciously. I could feel his sheer physical attractiveness despite being both married and in the presence of his daughter and lover.“H..Hi,” I stammered, blushing despite myself.“Hello,” he replied in a deep, melodious voice than made my tummy churn. “I’m James.”I introduced myself like a giggly schoolgirl,. So the story goes as I am having my semester break of two months and the first week or so goes as usual boring and I don’t have anything much to do. One day my cousin came to our house and said she wants to learn to drive the scooty which I readily accepted. I had a crush on her since a long time and had been shagging a lot of time thinking about her. It was decided that we will leave at 5 in the morning as the roads are empty that time and there will be no problem. First, we will have a walk. I thought that made her look pretty as I don't like very skinny girls.Soon we started chatting on MSN everyday talking about life abroad, hobbies, movies, relationships etc the things you would talk to a person online. To deviate from the story a bit – When I was in India, I always had lot of chat friends and had even met them in person after meeting them online.So I believe I was quite good at this art and confident about my skills. There were two girls who had even became my girl friends for. He was dressed ina nightdress. It was quite cute actually. It was a Barbie one. Barbie wasa princess. He looked like a little girl in it. He wasn't handcuffed or inropes, as I imagined he would be. He was just eating his breakfast. He didlook tired though.Suddenly, I felt a hand on my neck. It was one of the mafia men. I triedto run away, but he put his arm around my stomach and told me not to tryto escape. I tried all I could, but he was too strong. He dragged me intothe house and threw me on.