She told me she was wearing black color saree with some zari work.My heart was beating fast and palms were getting wet, I was nervous because I was bl...ind dating for the first time. I saw her in my rear view mirror walking towards my car.She was beautiful and looked more awesome draped in black saree and sleeveless black blouse. She was milky white and lips were strawberry red and black nicely done eyebrows.I was stuck at her sight and I never realized she had come next to my car. I got down and. It wasn't shy of that when I reached the hotel. I'd phoned her earlier outside Reading. And again outside Bristol. And Cardiff. I'd told her not to bother staying up to meet me and to get her some sleep before her big day and we'd meet up for breakfast. No problem there. All good. Found the place. Apparently it had a country-house feel. No idea. It was pissing it down and pitch black when I arrived. I grabbed my small case and my suit bag from the back seat and legged it into the lobby. I. “What the fuck?” I asked as I used my only good hand to cover my privates.“Do you think you’ve got anything I haven’t seen before?” the nurse asked as she held out a towel.“You haven’t seen mine,” I said.“Oh, please,” Brea said. “Who do you think changed your diapers in the hospital? I saw that thing every day for a week so don’t worry about it. Liz knows what I’m doing. I’m a professional. I’m not like that girl that just left. I’m not going to go for the quick feel.”She wrapped the towel. She simply moaned under me, exhorting me to do my best to defeat one of her eggs. “Defeat” probably isn’t the best word to use in that context, because her willingness to be naked with me and open herself to my love held nothing but hope. “Defeat” also usually has a negative context, but in this case something would be built and cherished and loved.It took three more months before we finally killed the rabbit. Hannah visited one last time (as my lover) to tell me the news and celebrate our.