I put my shirt on, zip up my jeans, and grab Ember as I head for the front desk to check out. After getting some weird looks from the front desk clerk...I make my way to my car. I can’t really blame him for giving me weird looks.I showed up with a fish and asked for a room and then checked out less than an hour later. That looks bad. Whatever, I don’t owe the guy any explanation. I’m sure he’s seen a lot of weird things working in a shitty hotel like that.It takes me about twenty minutes to pull. This made me surrender to her very quickly.When we stood up, she complemented me for my unorthodox way of fighting. She saw that I had used some techniques in a crude form, but it had surprised her a little.And then she started teaching us. She let me and Illiana do it on each other while she looked and corrected our movements. I found out that she was a very good teacher, and after two or maybe three hours of practice, we had learned a few handy techniques already. I especially liked the. There she stood, utterly bald just like Fiona was... dressed in savage shreds of fabric that carelessly clung to her robust frame. It looked as if someone had crudely wrapped the fabric around her in two sections that hardly covered her chest and groin. Her frame resembled Fiona's, yet her girth and size was much larger and more defined. Throbbing blood vessels embellished her granite like muscles. Deep, rigid valleys of muscle adorned her calves, her thighs... Her buxom chest she once had now. Months passed by.. I kept meeting her and not even a single day I went empty handed. I kept buying her sarees and dresses which she found weird but beautiful things for free made her happy.It was when we decided to have lunch at her home and all these while I had asked her to not let anybody know about our meets.The first day I went to her made me happy. It was clean but had a single bedded kathiya(an old form of bed) and the house was at a secluded place. I thanked myself of not coming to her.