. but jeeze Rose, not like that," I protested, trying to compare this picture to the image of the smooth mound of my girlfriend I had in my head."Are ...ou nuts? I thought you said you've slept with Ellie Mae... you must have seen..." But then she stopped in mid sentence, sudden understanding clear in her dark eyes. "She's shaved, isn't she?" she asked.Blushing I just mumbled a couple of incomprehensible words."Completely?"I just nodded my head in confirmation."You've never seen an unshaved woman. My friend, Sunderappa was in the University service. We called him Sunder. He is my childhood friend. I have been a frequent visitor to their house and generally take part in discussions on many important matters. Sunder got a chance to go to the USA on a research program. The problem was that if he went, there would be no one to take care of his mother, Lalita as they had no relatives in that city. I assured my friend that there would be no problem and that he should not lose an opportunity. Me- Why did you bend more when you saw me staring your cleavage?She- I wanted you to keep seeing. Do you want more?Me- Don’t you think it’s too fast?And we started chatting every day and the level of talks increased every day. I started thinking of fucking her because she wanted that. It was easy.One fine day she texted –She- Meet me tomorrow at the terrace of the college.Me- Ok sure.The terrace had a small shade which had a gate to be locked. Nobody came there. I went and saw her sitting on a. I held her to me as she cried in terror, but I could not hear her sobs over the sound coming through the walls to us. She was I noticed, in the light of her discarded flashlight, still dressed in the blue slip I had seen her in earlier, only now it was soaked. It clung to her body like a second skin, the silk wet from the storm. As I held her trembling body, I realized then that some of her shivers were maybe from the cold. I shrugged out of my coat and wrapped it around her. As I did that she.