She was oblivious to the fact that I was there.As I called her again she came to her senses and covered her, by now exposed body, with her thin saree....I asked her what is the matter and she said nothing, as if waiting to leave in hurry and embarrassment.As she was crossing me I caught hold of her hand and pulled her towards me. She just fell on me as I too did not realize that I had pulled her strongly. I could smell her body full of odor and sweat. I apologized and let her go but she stopped. I was sweating as well. She offered my cold drink and asked me to please sit in the living room. She came back with a tray with 2 glasses of soft drink. And sat across me. She were having a general conversation about work, her husband, our native, then I asked her how long she been married and when is the child expected. I advised her not to carry so much weight during these times. She said she needs to get some exercise as well. I agreed, then she said something that made me blush. She said. ..we decided to wait to have intercourse until after we were married, so instead we...we..."??? ? WHAP! He hauled off and slapped her again. "You are going to be fucking black and blue at the ceremony tomorrow unless you fucking answer my questions. How often do you fucking suck his big juicy fucking Greek Dick?"??? ? ?"Three or four times a week." She murmured at last, shame turning her face red. ?The boys roared with laughter.??? ? ?"Oh, the little cunt is hungry for cock! she's slurping on. Stella transformed on the dance floor, leaving the rest of us in her wake.She and I were a perfect match of two, if not ugly then less than attractive people. I was tall, skinny, and uncoordinated with a more than average acne problem. If you looked in the dictionary under the word geek, you would have seen my picture. But put the two of us together and we were good for each other.It was almost six years later that I saw her again. I was taking some post graduate classes and took a break from.