In fact she seemed to be just as comfortable as I am in the darkness. As I reach her, I introduce myself, "Hello beautiful. They call me the Hitchhi...ker, what is your name?" She looked up at me with a twit grin on her face and said, "They call me Jexxie." From the moment I heard her beautiful voice I knew I had to have her. We stared deep into each others eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, after Nyx only knows how long, the silence was broken. "Where are you off to on this. A little later she heard the sound of Bravo rising from the bed he shared withher dog. Turning her head, she saw him stretch, then walk out of her limitedfield of view. Seconds later she heard the sound of noisy lapping, and whenthat ended, the soft padding of his paws on the straw as he left the shed. She closed her eyes again. The usual feeling of anticlimax was afflicting her;she longed to be able to move her arms and wipe the sweat from her grimy face,and the straw under her shoulders and. At any rate, I called to invite you for dinner at my house on Friday. My parents will be away for the weekend, and they won't be able to complain about the mess I'm apt to be making in the kitchen." Well, OK, I guess. But I don't know where you live, how I'm going to get there, or what time." Take the MTA to Harvard Square, and then get on the Huron Avenue trackless trolley. Get off at Fresh Pond Parkway. Walk back to Huron Court. Our house is the third one on the left; it's the dark brown. My Dear Readers Now the story continues…..After checking into the hotel room Mohan ordered food and drinks for us and in the meanwhile, we got to freshen up and changes into comfortable clothes. Mohan was in black knee-length shorts and I wore a semi-transparent red shirt and black shorts. While I was getting ready a waiter came into the room, placed the trolley filled with food and drinks which we ordered and left.We started to drink and eat. After the dinner, Mohan placed his hands around my.