Er hatte es hier vor wenigen Wochen deponiert, denn er hatte gespürt, dass es ihm irgendwann nötig sein würde. Er rannte zurück, sein Haar klebte ...n seiner nassen Stirn. Er riss die Türe auf. Sein Radio meldete sich und es wurden fünf Minuten bis zur Detonation angekündigt.Vor Theo stand eine Gruppe junger Frauen. Sie alle waren in mehr oder minder verrückter Kleidung, manche nur in schmutzigen Sachen aus dem Kleiderschrank, manche in fast etwas wie einer Rüstung gekleidet. Theo erhob die. She said yes, and went about her check in procedure.Past immigration and security, i decided to have a cup of coffee and wait till boarding time. The pot of coffee was good enough for two people, so i waited sipped the coffee. A few minutes later i noticed her come in. I waved out and she saw me, i offered her a cup of coffee and she accepted. Her name was smita and she was from delhi. I shook her hand and introduced my self as prashant. Smita was about 28 years old and a post graduate in. She left the apartment without much, not even her purse or car keys. I didn't really think too much of it until she returned about 30 minutes later. She came right back into the kitchen to help and I noticed her hair was kind of messed up, she looked flushed and even though I was a virgin and had only masturbated I swear I could smell the scent of sex on her. She went about preparing dinner while my mind raced about where she was and who she was with. I finally surmised that she had gone down. Everything about me is tense.She attempts some small talk, but I don’t want to talk. My mouth is dry despite the wine and my mind empty despite the alcohol. I want to listen to her. My words would spoil the moment.There are so many things I would like to ask her though. But none are appropriate, even considering that I paid her. How long she has done this, whether she likes it, how many johns she had today. I am pretty sure that she has been confronted with these questions hundreds of times.