She was small, make that petite, with dark hair that appeared to have no styling other than its length, which it had plenty of. Her face, unadorned, a...art from some mascara and lipstick, was oval and she had bright grey eyes. The most noticeable feature though was a three to four inch scar that started on her forehead and arced close to her left eye, down to her cheek.It was only when she laughed that I suddenly wanted to know a bit more. A quick glance told me that she wore no ring.“May I. Later that evening, I called vamsi and he was not responding. I decided to go to his house and also wanted to apologize his mom for what had happened. The main Door was opened and I moved in. I dint found vamsi but his mom was seen cooking in the kitchen. I went to her and slowly said, ‘Sorry aunty. I dint know it was you and it just happened accidentally. Pls forgive me’. Saying this I was standing still.Then she turned back and said. ‘According to Indian culture there is a saying that a woman. Then from her legs and put them around my waist….The shirt went up and I could feel her milky white thighs in my hand….I lifted her and we started kissing violently…..my tongue in her mouth and hers in mine…I said “so ?……where to now ?”….”on your right….in the bedroom” she said.And just like that, in my arms, with her legs crossed over my waist and with continued kissing, I carried her to the bed room and flung her on the bed. “Ouchhh…” she said….”did that hurt ?” I asked……”No, but it may, in a. Climbing out of the water they hurry to their blanket and wrap themselves in it. Donald takes out a bottle of scotch and pours them each some to help them to warm up. The sun shining down on them also aids this along and soon they are dry and just snuggling some. Donald goes to the jeep and brings back a brush and begins to stroke Emma’s hair with it to dry. He is slow and gentle as he does this, and both enjoy this moment of intimacy together. She takes the brush from him and combs his.