Ek toh woh saadi mai uper se uska sexy figure kya maal thi saali man kiya yhin patak doon. Mujhe saadi pehnne waali ladies bahut pasand aati hai . Sad... pehni hui ladies ko pyaar karne mai mza alag hai.Ooh sorry uska naam nhi bataya uska naam tha nimrat kaur(name change). Mai toh use dekhker yhi soch rha tha ki kaash iski sawari mil jaaye ek baar toh mza aa jaaye.Usne mujhse pucha aap kahan tak jaa rahe hai maine kha mai mumbai jaa rha hoon. Or maine pucha aap toh usne kha mai bhi mumbai jaa rhi. But she wasn’t about to go through the trouble of changing her clothes. It was too hot for that. Sighing, Dante turned toward the door and shouted for the person to hold on. ‘It’s probably just a native.’ Dante thought silently as her ashy fingers fumbled with the lock. When the door finally swung open, Dante quickly put on a fake smile and lifted her head to welcome whoever it was. Of course, when her eyes focused on the view in front of her, Dante froze in her tracks. Several uniformed men. He calls back promptly and I tell him the situation. He says that's great but *did I want* to come bring it to his house. Sure, I told him. I said goodbye to Joe, who was unusually smiley, and drove my old van out to address the guy's house.I knocked on the door, intending to just hand him the jacket. He answered the door wearing a t-shirt and some old nylon gym shorts. He was at least two inches taller than me, lean and muscular -- the handsome Mexican jock-type. I was much skinnier than I am. ‘Sure, give me a few minutes. I need to collect a few things’ I answered. I needed to buy some time to consider this idea a little more. I needed to collect my wits. I stopped by my apartment and as I closed the door behind me, the doubts set in. Had I really seen an invitation on her face or were my perceptions distorted by the alcohol flowing through my veins? I stood for a few minutes trying to set my mind around the idea. Angela wasn’t what you’d call drop-dead gorgeous, but there was no.