“Of course … Yes … Sorry … You’re right … I just … No … I’ll sit somewhere else … It’s just …” Again she stutters to a halt... her thoughts imperfectly translated into words and still she makes no movement towards finding herself some other table to sit at. She isn’t going anywhere. She is going to stay there looming over me, kneading her glass, averting her eyes until “somebody” invites her to sit down and that somebody can either be graceful about it or be a deliberately malicious and. .-!!”“Haan. Mere paas ao. Tum ne mujhe pagal kar diya hai. Ao mere paas plz.”She grabbed my face and started kissing me on my lips!“Muah MMuuaaahh!!”It was so passionate! We kissed for about 10 minutes.“Karan! Aj raat maine tumhare sath kucck kiya tha.”Then she narrated me everything that happened earlier. I was shocked and kissed my hands many times as I had touched her boobs with them.“Hatho ko kyu chum rahe ho? Directly inhe chuso!”She removed her top and the purple bra and once again freed. “Well, this is my place. Make yourselves at home,” Terry said. His buzz was starting to wear off. Inside, the decor was spartan, with a mismatched dining and living room set. It was obvious that three guys lived here, what with the katanas on the wall and a kegerator in the kitchen. “Man, I’m dying for a smoke, y’all have one I can bum?”“We don’t smoke,” I told him while I looked at the ashtray on a nearby counter. “That shit is bad for you, man.”He pulled out a few bills from his wallet and. It was a professional talk and Although she was a beautiful fresh graduate from Delhi University, I never had bad intentions on her during the first meeting. She asked me to add her on FB so that we can be in touch for future and she may contact when she is in need. I happily did that. Now I went to my other office and forgot about her. One day while browsing Facebook, I liked her picture and then messaged her asking about her work and life. I came to know that she is committed for past 3 years.