Maybe next, road trip I will be able to find out. “Alright, how long of a ride is this?” Melissa asks me, the next Saturday as we all load up our...instruments onto the truck. “It is about an hour and a half ride, why got a hot date?” I ask nudging her playfully. She just rolls her eyes at me as we get onto our bus. I put my bag down in the seat with all the others. I go to sit across from that seat, but Becca grabs my wrist. “Sit across from us.” She smiles. I shrug and I sit down in the seat. I wore the sari above my navel.He caught me by my shoulder and removed the pin used to attach the pallu to the blouse. He brushed his fingers on my shoulder and the pallu fell. Wow he said and tried to hug me. He kissed me on my neck throat and was moving down. First he took hold of my loose end of saree and pulled it. I rolled around myself and it all the way came into in his hands. Then he slowly removed buttons of my blouse. My eyes were closed. He stopped after opening two buttons. He said,. . an affinity that they had discovered one night long ago when they had been working late over a legal brief. That night seemed far away, as in the comfortably sedate office with the April sun shining through the windows, Grayson moved around the side of Tim's big oak desk."Yes, Mother... well of course, Mother!" Tim was saying.Mrs. Grayson's neat preying hair was tied back in a tight little fluff at the nape of her neck, and now as she stood beside the senator, she untied it, letting it fall. Kevin looked down and his blue-green eyes stared passionately into mine. He moved his head closer to mine and there were sparks as our lips touched. I greedily kissed him back. Just as I was starting to feel light headed, Kevin moved back slightly. Both of us were gasping for breath."We shouldn't be doing this" I whispered in his ear, guilt consuming me. My conscience demanded we stop, but my heart wanted him to do anything but."I know", he responded huskily, licking his swollen lips."You.