Pixieish would be the best word: short blond hair, dark brown eyes, an upturned nose, with a dimple in one cheek. I'd always wanted to be beautiful an... elegant, but I was nothing more than perpetually cute. No use worrying about something I couldn't change. Eric was waiting for me when I came out and together we headed off to meet Kasia for lunch. She was waiting outside our favorite Chinese restaurant."Nina!"Kasia greeted me with our customary hug and a kiss on the cheek. Eric got a lot more. I got all the way to the front porch steps without a shot being fired, and that was a pretty good indication that there was nobody hiding out in the house. Nevertheless, I had to look.I hitched my horse to the rail in front of the house and walked inside. Naturally, the place was well covered with dust except for the paths through it made by somebody walking from room to room. I checked the kitchen and found no food lying about, though I did find some trash in one corner. Further searching of. She was really friendly. She was very motherly and helped me with my homesickness. We talked for a few days. She got to know that my birthday was on the twentieth of June and she planned to surprise me.It was June 20th, the sun was shining brightly and I woke up to the loud ringing of my phone. I picked it up to hear a seducing sweet voice say, “Hello”. I knew it was her. She said innocently, “Hey Jay, I am here in Pondicherry to surprise you. Happy birthday. Now come pick me up”.I was really. She had inherited money, and, from the outset, they agreed that she would give him a generous allowance so he could indulge his sexual taste for older women, and he would never attempt to have sex with her. She and Joanne had been at school together and for several years now, they had shared their lovers, of whom I was the most recent and, in their joint opinions, the best. I blushed.After a magnificent lunch of five courses (Fiona was wafer thin but presumably her sexual exercise burnt off all.