That day in the afternoon Bardhini was decked up in a black saree and a blouse low back as usual. In her mind mixed feelings of excitement and fear we...re there. She was in a very confused state of mind and the door bell rang. Her heart started beating very fast. She was not sure what and how it will happen.Bardhini opened the door and she was shocked with what she saw. It was a handsome man well shaven dressed in a jeans and a black T Shirt. She had always seen Puran in a lungi and dirty west.. " he said. Despite his words, he moved cautiously, poking the barrel of his rifle under the shelves and behind a stack of boxes before he waved her in.The smell was far stronger inside, but not nearly as bad as standing on the roof above those things. She held the light so that Matt could check the food. There were boxes and boxes full of moldy cheese, bowls and pizza pans full of hardened mold covered dough. There was even mold on the walls. They checked everything anyway. Some of the. ..the tournament's name "Sluttimay"(pronounced 'Slut-immay') which I didn't think anything of it, Ithought it was Chinese slang but would later find out the true meaningof it.So I immediately began training and pushing my body in preparation forthe upcoming tournment. I trained my body and muscles in the moststrenous ways and to bend in ways that were previously unimaginableuntil it was time for the tournament. I then cashed in a favor throughone of my contacts overseas, obtained an invite. I think we kissed first, then he began to touch my breasts. We fondled each other and he began to get frustrated because up until then I had been the ultimate tease to him and I was still doing it. All I kept saying in agony was, “You should have tried this months ago! You have the worst timing ever!” Which was true. Mark, the guy I really liked, and I were talking everyday, getting closer and really making a connection, but Mark lived in Dallas. Mitch was right there and so fucking adorable.