This felt strange, and a bit lonely. For over two years, she and Crystal had been the best of friends, closer than sisters, almost always doing things... together. There had been people who had hinted at thoughts that they were lesbians -- and as butch as Scooter tended to act, they may have had some reason for justification, even though both of them were totally straight. She'd known Crystal for years, hiking with her, rafting with her. The two were very alike -- Scooter was a couple years older,. They reached the ranch sprawled over four hundred acres of hills, woods, and rolling grassy knolls. The house built with pine, logwood, and careful mix of mortar was splendid result of excellent architect giving Rudra and his wife Shalini a house with seven bedrooms three servants' quarters and indoor swimming pool. It was a palace in wilderness and yet close to everywhere they would like to be.As Daadu turned the car in the driveway, his driver came complaining that he should have taken him. She’d gone for a haircut that morning. The heavy blunt haircut had a sexy curve in the end. When she turned around, it’s shorter length allowed a sneak peek at her silky back through the ‘U’ shape opening of her blouse. The thick dark locks grazing her collar bone contrasted like day and night.I ran my finger from her eyebrow along the jawline and tucked her hair behind her ear. Usually, she wore western formals to the office without any makeup. That day she was wearing maroon lipstick on her. She sighed and leaned her head back to kiss him.His lips are so soft, she thought.Her lips are so full, he thought.She turned in his arms to deepen the kiss. He put his hands on her hips to lay her full against him as she began to unbutton her shirt. “I am dying to see your chest,” she breathed. When his shirt was open to the waist, she sat back and rubbed her hands through his chest hair.His breath caught in his throat. He was filled with the urge to toss her on her back and make made.