Or maybe both. It didn't matter. This gorgeous man had her in his arms and she was enchanted. One song after another played and the world outside seem...d to disappear. Once again her mind wandered to images of Marcus, naked. The thoughts of running her fingers over his body like she ran them over the man in the magazine excited her. He was strong and handsome. Vision after intoxicating vision whirled in her mind. That chest. Those arms. Powerful legs. Touching. Stroking. Caressing. Yearning. . She will rush through her answers and she may try to cut the conversation short because she lacks confidence and she doesn't know you. Be kind, be gentle and be firm. Be really really interested in getting to know her a bit more. Don't smile too much (it makes you look insincere or insecure) but don't be a grim reaper either. 3) Crack jokes about the situation you both find yourself in but NEVER about her or her car or her dress. If you do, her insecurity will kick in and she will try to get. You sure have taken good care of your body. And I am sure she appreciated that as well (winking at me).Kush – Oh… Well…Yes. We did take care of each other, if you know what I mean (winking back at her) but there was always something missing.Bua – Missing? What was missing?Kush – Priya was a super fit skinny girl, but I prefer little curves. I have always wanted to hold onto some nice curvaceous body of a beautiful woman. A little bit like Kajol, just the right amount of everything and amazing. It had been a crap night at the Contessa,grand name but a dive of a club which was basically an old victorian town house that'd been turned into a gay(ish) night club that had plenty of dark areas where you could have a quick grope before the knuckldragger of a bouncer,(think Lurch from the Addams family),found you and put paid to any 'dirty business'. So after a pretty pointless waste of 20 odd quid,(this was the late 70s),I got my jacket and headed home.About half way home I needed a piss and.