Her father is working abroad . She had not many relatives to accompany her to chennai.so her mother called to my home and asked whether i was free to ...ccompany her.her uncle was working at chennai.one of her friend was also accompanying us.our plan was to enter train at evening so that we could reach chennai by mourning and stay at her uncles home and appear the interview the next day.so we swetha and her friend sofia also an nri started from kochi in that evening. We had our food early. Swetha. The same person, the angel on earth! But how could this be she could only be with one but what would it matter? In the end I would lose my one true love I've ever felt well except for my friend... I've had feelings for her since I met her I remember how. It was a day in school (back when I even went) I had asked her were she was from as she was so pale. The teacher then scolded me for thinking I was racist I don't see how as I'm white to. But o well but somehow we started talking first it was. May be I said,fuck me like a slut or may be call a taxi. I had no idea what the time was. The party broke up and I took a cab with Matt. I had my long coat on, so looked quite respectable. We snogged in the car and he managed to finger my pussy, much to the pleasure of the cabbie I guess. Matt’s skin felt quite different to Harry’s, almost firmer, a different texture. He tasted good, a real man musk, mmmmmmm.i realised that I was breaking our rule of sharing or at least agreeing any sexual. I made my way over and sat in one of the client chairs facing her desk, and was amused to see Nadine notice me out of the corner of her eye, shift the phone receiver to the shoulder closest to me and turn even further away towards her computer. Which is why she didn’t see the plastic shopping bag I’d placed on the floor beside me…or what I took out of it and what I was doing.She had no idea that anything was amiss until I stood, leaned over her desk, took the phone receiver from her shoulder.