To finally ek din maine soch liya ki aaj to kuch to baat aage bhadani hai. Toh kuch dino k baad main meri meenu se milne gya coz main padhne bhar aaya... tha to tb main taau ji ko namaste kar k bhabhi k paas gya. Wo kitchen me kaam kar rahi thi or unhone blue color ki low waist saari pheni huyi thi or tight blouse jisse unk boobs bhar aane ko tadap rahe the or unki gaand kya khub lag rahi thi. Koi bhi unhe us waqt dekh leta to bina hilaye nhi raha jata. Maine jaa k bhabhi ko direct piche se hug. I smiled and looked. Low and behold the ID was issued a week ago. It was real. The DUP in the corner told me it was a duplicate. The photo matched the girl but I doubted the information was really hers. I looked for what I would question her on. Zodiac sign? Zip code? The street name wassome looooong word, hard to pronounce. Probably named to honor a Native American tribe.I looked at her, “Ok Jennifer, what's your street address?”She rattled it off quickly.“That’s a nice area, lived there. The flight landed in Mumbai. He kissed me, gave me his card and we decided to meet after a few weeks and fuck properly in a hotel bed.The airline was notorious for its haphazard schedules. The pilot announced that the flight was not going to Delhi as scheduled but was rerouted to Bangalore, and then to Kolkata…and finally, Delhi. I cursed the travel agency for choosing this airline but I had no option. I had to grin and bear it.My co-passenger on the Mumbai-Bangalore flight was a nagging witch.. " ...beats working."She asked, “Are you from this area?” “Salinas. Central California Valley. Farm-picking country.” “I grew up in Seattle, Washington. My family's from Canada: Manitoba.” She had spent her whole life drifting. She realized some people weren't destined to live happily ever after. She had learned to live life one town at a time. While she had no path to happiness, she had an innate sense that worry is worthless.She once had a child, but left him with the father. She felt guilty,.