A good looking waiter joined them, breaking the awkward exchange. After he shared the featured entree options and made wine recommendations, the two m...ade a toast and dove into the fresh baked bread he left. Sarah smiled and said, ‘I have a confession’. ‘Well I’m not a priest’ Ryan joked. ‘That would definitely affect the confession.’, Sarah continued as her smile broadened. ‘I kinda knew this place was supposed to be romantic.’ Ryan wasn’t sure if it was her words or the smooth but strong red. One day I messaged her. Her name is Shruti Kaur.Me: Hi!Shruti: Hey! How are you?Me: I am fine and you?Shruti: Good.The casual conversation went on. I don’t remember exactly but in the middle of the chat, I started to grill my friend’s girlfriend.Me: These days you are not coming to our hostel?Shruti: Shut up!Me: What! I said nothing wrong.Shruti: Yeah but it’s not worth coming.I understood my friend isn’t capable to satisfy her. My heart roused with feelings for her.Me: Thought so.Shruti:. "Allie can tell she's drunk on her ass and puts her arm around her as they walk towards the door. Jill's really having trouble walking now, and if Allie wasn't holding her up, she'd fall flat on her face.As they're driving home, Jill tells Allie how Trixi was bragging about the money she makes turning tricks in the parking lot. They both laugh, and at the same time appreciate how good they have it being whores for the rich guys at the Club."That's why I'd never fuck anyone at The Mixx," Allie. A "nice" girl obviously heavily programmed by her upbringing not to flaunt herself at men (which I find rather likeable), although she obviously is also naturally highly sexed. Therefore it proved difficult to break the ice as she tended to want to "behave properly" with a stranger but I sensed she also very much wanted to behave improperly. When we started chatting it turned out she has a "Welsh Chapel" upbringing and obviously is conditioned not to be naughty with strange men (to say the.