She knew that there was just something about him. He was her ideal man in more ways than one. Standing almost 6 tall, blonde hair, gorgeous eyes, and ...he look she loved seeing in men. He had spent his entire adult life in the military and that was a huge turn-on for her. What it was about military men, she wasnt sure. She just knew that they made her knees go weak and were a huge turn-on for her. Was it the uniform? She didnt know. He didnt touch her much at first, unsure of how to proceed. Rarely a day went by without someone mistaking her for a boy. Today she had left her slightly longer than shoulder length blond hair down and not tied up in a pony tail. It didn’t help, neither did the slightly to revealing dress she had on. At 25 she was on the small side, as some rudely pointed out a little curvier than a boy. So she had a slender build and did not have large breasts. It seemed most men found her pretty, but they always treated her like a little sister. That had gotten old. I let out a sigh of relief as I stood flat-footed on the plush carpet. ‘That’s the price we women pay for sexy legs and tight butts,’ Heather said. ‘Ohhh, this bed is so nice,’ she added ‘We could get into some real trouble here.’ ‘I’ve been getting into enough trouble lately. I should try to be a good girl from now on,’ I said as I stripped down to my lingerie. ‘Ee yow! You don’t look much like a good girl in that outfit. Frederick’s of Hollywood?’ ‘I don’t know. I found it stashed way in the. Pandey,” she whispered. Kumar looked at her wide-eyed.“I think what you told me about the mafia. You should have been whispering that,” Kumar said.“It’s scandalous,” Mamta said, blushing again. However, this time it was Kumar who looked away.“They always looked happy together. I mean, at least compared to…” Us, he thought to himself, unable to say the words out loud.“Kumar-ji, I am sorry…” Kumar raised his hand to cut her apology short.“It’s not your fault,” he said, his hoarse voice surprising.