That is when Aditi walked in coffee.She was in a bright red saree with her belly button and tummy showing. And giving a good view of her 36D breasts i...n her low cut blouse. She was about 5 feet 6 inches in height. I cheerfully said, “Hi Aditi! You look beautiful.” She gave a giggle and said, “Thank You, you look handsome too.”We started talking, sipping coffee, and completely forgot about Amit. After about 15 minutes, Amit got up and said, “I will head out to my friend’s place and be back in a. ‘I love your navel, it dips in like a little love hole, surrounded by soft silken skin, a place to rest my head, like a little pillow, just made for me.’ and then his fingers reached her mound, ‘Mmm, Froo, some men love their woman to shave themselves down there, but I don’t. I love your silky curls, it shows you’re a real woman, and it points down to heaven for me.’ As he was talking she felt his hand slide down between her thighs, his middle finger slipping between the folds to gently rub her. I looked over at the gray Chrysler and saw that the man was also singing along. He looked back at me, his eyes flashing in the dark."I want you, I need you, but there ain't no way I'm ever gonna love you," Meat Loaf sang, backup singers echoing his words. 
And then something clicked in my mind. Here I'd spent the last half hour or more with a total stranger, connecting on a primal level through our love of music. It was late, it was dark, I was lonely and suddenly my parents' house and my. If someone I knew were to stumble acrossOlivia's avatar, or the photos on her profile - including full bodyphotos that I'd obtained with an assist from a former babysitter who wastruly awful at English literature - they might think that they'd stumbledupon one of my distant relations. Most likely though, they'd never makethe connection, after all Olivia was unforgettable, where I wasunrememberable.It had not taken long for the messages to begin flooding my inbox. Forevery 'hi, how are you?' I.