You know, great skin, a clear complexion, long hair, and hazel eyes. I also was thinking how my daughters used to look. The three of them all looked l...ike they came from a cookie cutter, they even tried to dress alike even though they were different ages.I asked my seat companion, "So, young lady, are you going home to San Francisco?" My parents are two rows ahead of us and my brother is sitting in the last row. He's sitting back there because it's closer to the restrooms and he hates to fly and. I being from North East of India was quite sure that she was a Nepali and that she was poor.I looked at her and wasn’t quite sure why she was ringing my bell. Then she spoke and told me that she was working for an orphanage and was going rounds collecting whatever cloths or money people gave her. I hardly heard what she was speaking and all I could see was a beautiful woman standing in front of me. Looking at her I thought, man her husband must be lucky to have her. I could make out that she is. Then she stepped out, went towards her room and within next 2 min, she came back again. Then she said, sorry bhaiya, you will feel bad if I go like this. I kept quiet.Then she came and sat on my bed. She said, you are stupid bhaiya, you are thoroughly confusing your sis. Then I held her hand again and pulled closer. She came and laid down on the bed and said, good night bhaiya. Then I put a blanket on her and let her sleep. I was also confused what to do. Then I went and slept on the sofa. I. But our chat didn’t stop and neither had I questioned him as I was also enjoying the chat. Our texts now were on the borderline of erotic. We spoke about kissing, oral sex, orgasm, positions and almost everything xxx. He was teasing me if I wanted to try, but I never replied him in affirmative though I was dreaming of it. But there was no talk of the meeting.A stage had come that I would have gone anywhere he calls to meet and mate him. The last two months had made me mad. But my doubt was, was.