Then she sat beside me and we started to our home. She did not wear that top and exposed her boobs to me for all time while returning to home. I could...feel how sexy she must be feeling. Some time I was touching her thigh. We reached our home. I parked the car in the garage. While coming out she just wrapped herself with a dupatta but I was bare body with only my jeans. I hold her on her waist and guided her to the room. She suddenly went to bath room and I too went to take a bath.It was evening. I believe in you Pankaj. You are the bet one I have met till this day.” She added, “Please calm down. Lets have dinner together and that will make us be at peace.” We ordered our dinner and suddenly an I did the unexpected. I wanted this whole thing to be a little romantic so I switched off the lights and lit up a candle. She was very happy and kissed me on my cheek. We had candle light dinner and freshen up. We began watching TV and earlier we were sitting miles apart and then later I came. I declare speeches over with and dessert resumed."Several more people had things to say. In fact, more people gave speeches than didn't, proving that my list of special abilities did not include making my declarations stick. I consoled myself by fairly sharing the remaining dessert with Donna; I got two-thirds of it.A much more enjoyable topic - than being the subject of speeches I mean, not desserts; there are very few more enjoyable subjects than desserts - was a talk about the mansion-buying. “Have you ever been with a black woman?” she asked quietly.“Yes,” I said.“And?”“And what?”“Did you like it?”“Yeah,” I said, groping for words.“Nothing different about it?”“Everything’s in the same place,” I said. “You ever been with a white guy?”“You’re the first,” she said. “All I ever seem to meet here is black guys. My boss is Nigerian and the whole office is black.”She worked for a lawyer who specialized in visa work.“And?” I said back at her.“And so far so good,” she replied. “Are you.