Dhruv lived in a small nice furnished flat. We reached and he unlocked the door and he invited me in. I was nervous and thinking about how will things... proceed from here.But before I could think of anything Dhruv closed the door with a thud and pulled me in his arms. I started shivering and closed my eyes. He took my handbag from me and kept it on a nearby table. He held my hand and took me to his bedroom. I was nervous and shy so I took slow steps with my eyes low.He closed his bedroom door too. The shift of weight permits him to more easily bury his face in my neck. Light stubble first scuffs then scratches my tender flesh, his patchouli and cinnamon scent drifts between us, mixing with faint traces of wine and the distinct overtones of jasmine from my fiery sex. I'm overcome with the raw energy between us. Never been more ready and willing to accept what he has to offer, despite the risqué circumstances. Barely ten minutes earlier we'd been holding hands downstairs, enjoying the. On that day we both went out for Ramoji film city. In the film city we moved like lovers. She was always holding my hand and did not leave me. I was also tried to touch her waist many times.But i was worried that if she reacts on it. She observed this and she her self took my hand and put it on her waist. I was so happy and took her near me. We returned back in the evening. I asked her we will go to a big hotel and have dinner. At 8 pm we Went to big hotel near Nampally with her children and. She emphatically told Frank (and several others) that every one seeing it there would know what he was doing! Frank, a man of few words, stared at her for a moment and just turned and walked away. He didn’t explain, defend, or deny. He said nothing.Later that evening, Frank quietly parked his pickup in front of Mildred’s house ... walked home ... and left it there all night.Food for thought...Even before his coronation in 1626, King Charles I of England was heavily in debt.His predecessors King.