They met and shook hands.Ravi enthusiastically asked : “Which train?”Neel replied : “Sampark kranti, but ticket nahi hain yaar. RAC in sleeper.�...��Ravi : “Telugena?”Neel : “No man, I am bengali..But my family moved to hyderabad some years ago..So koncham kocham telugu vasutundi !!”Both of them laughed. Ravi felt at ease and told : “Oh, amhi tumake bhalobasi, thats all I know in Bengali”They laughed even harder. They started speaking and it was almost time for the train to start.Ravi said. It will be exciting for both of us. I will be very eager to take you afterwards. Please trust me.”Nisha was thoughtful, “I do love and trust you, my husband. I must admit that my choot is getting wet at the thought. When do I meet him?”Sushil texted and there was a knock on the door moments later. A trim older man with short salt and pepper hair and a matching beard was welcomed. He shook hands with Sushil and hugged Nisha. The third champagne flute, which Nisha hadn’t noticed, was filled and a. We seemed to hit it off quite well and knowing he was a top that liked to be dominant turned me on big time. He was also very excited that I was a bottom that liked to be submissive and take the passive roll.We had talked about different things but both knew that there would have to be some chemistry before anything actually happened. Inside I spotted a fellow sitting alone dressed as he said he would be. I walked slowly over to him and he stood up and greeted me and I sat down. He was a very. I waited for the rain to stop. I used the time wisely and pulled the owner’s manual from the glove compartment. I had never replaced a tire on this car. I cringed when I saw the instructions. There was a bolt in the trunk, when turned, lowered a temporary tire. It was raining and I would have to retrieve it from under the car. The rain never stopped, but did change to something less than a deluge. I sighed and stepped out into the rain. There were a lot of places I could have picked to pull.