” “It looks great. You have any other hidden talents?” I asked intrigued. “I cook a fantastic steak on the grill. I went to cooking school 2...years up in Boston. Oh those were the days,” he said leaning back and laughing. “Yeah I had those too, when I studied Electronics,” I said thinking back. “Damn, a smart man. Did you finish and get your degree?” he asked. “Of course, A-plus honor roll. Top of my class,” I said proudly. “Hell, I’m impressed Andy. Let’s drink to your success,” he said. “What is this?” I asked and took the carry bag looked at it. It contained the print of “Kalanikethan” a designer saree & jewelry center in the city.There was a cardboard box and jewelry box inside. I found a beautiful blue & pink silk designer Gagra choli and gold necklace with blue precious stones and American diamonds studded in it, with hanging ear tops in the jewelry box. “Mamayya why all this?”“Oh my dear you have given me a new life… this is nothing for the thing what you have done” he. He scooped me up in his arms and he kissed me…and kissed me…AND kissed me!!! And believe me, I kissed him back with all of my might. When at last we pulled away from each other, we just looked at each other as though to say ‘where did THAT come from?’ and burst out laughing. Yep, we had clicked! He was flattered to see the trouble I had gone to for him by preparing dinner and praised the meal time and again. He volunteered to clean up when we were finished but I told him to leave it and that we. I’m like 5’10” and a buck sixty. Her skin was almost as dark as mine, but hers had an apricot tint to it. She had a short hairdo that was straightened and had plum highlights. Her studio apartment was dimly lit and smelled like cinnamon rolls. She offered me a seat on the futon.“Would you like a drink,” she asked.“Yeah! What you got?”“Vodka. Whiskey. Milk. Juice. Soda.”“Whiskey.”She came back with a red plastic cup and a bottle of E&J. She poured some for me. “It smell good as fuck in here. You.