”“Thank you madam. And it would be my pleasure to help a beautiful woman like you.” said Shankar charmingly.And then Shankar asked Savita in wha... fashion did she needed her saree to be stitched. Savita who had no clue about what she wanted replied that she didn’t know. Shankar then handed out a catalogue.“Take a look at this catalogue. These are the latest fashion for sarees we are offering.” said Shankar.Savita flipped through every page in the catalogue. But she still couldn’t decide which. As Corey drove, she kept up a constant stream of dialogue. All of it revolved around the cost of the dress, how good it made her look, and if anyone famous would be at the ball. Corey did not say anything, not that he could get a word in edgewise, and feeling more and more like a chauffeur.They soon arrived at La Cabana. The club was located in an old, converted factory. Multi-colored lights illuminated the red brick exterior and all of the windows had been bricked over. Muscular men dressed. ” “Go ahead.” I didn’t have time to react, even though my mind was quite aware of what was happening. My heart beat like mad, and then soft, cool fingers lifted my chin and the woman’s face was just an inch away from mine, her eyes filled with lust, her lips pursed and slightly parted. Her perfume, sweet and lemony, filled my nose. Yesterday had been my first kiss with a girl, and now I was already about to experience another girl’s lips on mine. The thought hadn’t completely finished when it. ”Kimber had a Mini Cooper. It was surprisingly spacious inside once I moved the seat back. As the seatbelt clicked, Kimber took off with a squeal of rubber throwing me back in the seat.“I’m taking you downtown. There’s an art gallery off Hazelton Lanes with an exhibit of a painter I want to see.”She tore down the wealthy residential road and came to a sharp stop. The tires burned rubber when she made a right turn.“This’ll be fun,” she announced with a smile. “With you being with me I won’t be.