That Friday, I set off for the meeting in my best biband tucker, hoping to get there early enough to stopin the hotel first. But traffic being what it...is Ieventually arrived with minutes to spare, havingsearched for the pub in the wrong place first.I managed to identify the sisters quite easily fromClaire’s description, and to my pleasant surprise herdescription wasn’t stretching the truth, in fact ithardly did them justice. Both were very pretty and intheir early twenties. I. ‘Oh, Brianne,’ she sobbed. ‘It’s hopeless. My father commands me to marry the prince of Spain. He refuses to listen to reason. I do not w-want to… I c-cannot… I…’ Her stutters quickly turned to senseless weeping and she buried her head in her hands. She could not put into words how powerless she felt in her own home. Never in her life had she felt more dejected. ‘Princess,’ consoled Brianne. ‘Surely it will all turn out for the best. His majesty only desires what is best for you.’ ‘No,’ she. I had visited there twice before, once with schoolmates on excursion and once after Padma’s marriage. I had very much loved that city. Hence, I was very enthusiastic to accompany Padma. We both left to Bangalore at 10pm from our town. We were supposed to reach Bangalore by next morning at 6. Lights were put off, after bus covered a couple of miles. We adjusted our seats to sleeping position and I tried to sleep by closing my eyes. I was bit disappointed because of night journey. I have missed. As the water hits your head you jump and your lips part. I playfully bite your lower lip and pull just a little. As we both get under the water I let your feet slide to the ground. Your clothes are fully drenched and you start to realize that it is not just the water that is making you wet. I kiss your cheek. Again slightly higher this time. Slowly working my way along your cheek bone to your ear. I lightly kiss, then playfully bite and suck on your ear lobe. You lean your head back and let the.