Suckling happily at her fingers, Yolanda, barely notice the thinning of the trees as she approached the forest edge, and she passed down amongst the t...hick long stems of the meadow grasses. Butterflies fluttered about her, bees zipped past on important business, crickets and grasshoppers chirruped out greetings but Yolanda was unaware of anything beyond the steadily building crescendo of her own bodily needs.If she was wet before, she was drenched now; where her fingers had once tasted pleasant. “Indeed not. I have my reasons, which the other spirits understand. By the way, just to make things easier, you shall henceforth address me as Gavin. Does that work for you?” the spirit proposed.“Very well, Gavin. Nice to give you a name and not something so impersonal as ‘spirit,’ you know,” I admitted my thoughts on the matter.“My sentiments exactly,” Gavin concurred, switching to a posh British accent.“Can you ever ... take corporeal shape?” I wondered now.“Well, theoretically, yes, but why. I looked back at the tuxedoed Kara and said, "Sure, Kara." She smiled and said, "Thank you, darling," and blew me a kiss. She turned to the naked Kara and said, "Give me my rings and earrings." Naked Kara, who was slumped over a chair and giggling, turned upset and asked "Why? That wasn't part of the bet." "Because I am dressed to go out, and I need to wear them," the clothed Kara replied. She turned to me and asked if it would be proper for her to go down to the party without her wedding ring.. I felt that let me also post one experience of mine and see how do you guys like it. It is a real story that happened around 5-6 years back in November when it was a little cold but not too much. It was kind a funny incident as I think of it even today.I met her online on Hi5 which was a good social networking site then. I was new in Delhi and wanted some friends… and we just started talking for a few days. One day we shared our numbers and decided to meet up. I met her in Okhla at a designated.