When she told me she is coming to India, I was not happy. Our friendship was casual. In the world of net, any one can write
endearing messages, sitting in the next room. Photos may be fake and addresses imaginary. I had told her I am a pooor student, studying French, on a scholarship offered by a french University.
Still if she comes, what can I do?
I went to the airport in Delhi and waited for passengers in the flight mentioned in the message. A tall negro woman, held a paper bearing my name. I presented myself, “I am Raju”, I said. We shook hands. She was having only a suit case and we took a prepaid auto to Mayur Vihar and I explained:”I am staying in a single room I hope we can manage there . Or would you like to have a Hotel?” “Why waste money? I shall be perfectly all right.” Her accent was American, but I could follow. I was about to pay the auto-walla, but she objected. “How much?” I told the amount mentioned by the man and she paid it. We went to our room and I opened the door. I showed the bath room and told her to refresh herself. She was slightly taller than I and very slim. Her breasts were full and her teeth flashed when she smiled. I t was only seven in the evening.”Are you hungry? Can we have dinner?” “OK” She said. We went to a small restaurant. “What will you have, non-veg items are also available.”I will take what you like. Let us try. I ordered masala dosa. She like it. “More?” She took one more and then we had coffee.
We roamed about for some time and came back to my room. She removed her dress, except for her underwear and bra and lay on the bed. Her legs are shapely and breasts the envy of any film star, long, full and supple. I too removed my shirt and pants and sat near her. “Lie down beside me,” she suggested. I obeyed. She turned to my side and placed her hand on my chest and began caressing the hair. “I like hairy chest, it is rare among Americans.
I shall tell my plans. I have booked our tickets for Kochi day after tomorrow, by Indigo. I have come here for research in anthropology. I have appointed you as my translator and assistant in research. Your salary is ten thousand rupees. One month’s salary will be given in advance. As we have to move about together, staying in hotels, we may be questioned by Police; so we have to register our marriage and get a certificate, tomorrow itself. Why not this be our first night?” So saying, she removed my underwear and and started massaging my…., which soon stood up, ready for the fight. I removed her underwear and inserted my …We did it again, before we slept in each other’s arms.
The next day was spent in purchases. She wanted Indian cloths and sandals. We duly registered our marriage. Then we saw places of interest in Delhi tourist bus. Finally, we were in the plane for Nedumbassery.
We went to my home. My parents were surprised, as they had no inkling about my coming there.I said:”This is my boss; she has appoited me as her assistant, with a salary of RS 10,000/-She is doing research work among tribals of Andaman and Nicobar islands. We are leaving tomorrow itself.” Ladies came near her, as they had not seen a Negro at close quarters
We were taken in and fed light food. “Would you like to see a temple?”‘ I asked her. “By all means”, was her reply.
Ldies of my home also came to the Bhadrakali Temple at Kodungallur. She was impressed and surprised when I told her the deity is female, a Godess!
On the way back, she bought saris for all of them and a gold necklace for my Mother. I gave ten thousand rupees to my Father; all were happy. the next day we flew to Andaman. On the way, I told her that previously, during British regime, hardened criminals were exiled to Andaman.
She was busy collecting samples, photos and human remains and everything was recorded and digitalized. In all, it took about six months. When the time came for her departure, she told me to make up my mind. “You need no copulsion; if you do not like this marriage, we shall say good by. IF you like me, come with me. ON my part I love you. our partnership in life will be welcome.” She ebraced me. I fell into her hands.
Still if she comes, what can I do?
I went to the airport in Delhi and waited for passengers in the flight mentioned in the message. A tall negro woman, held a paper bearing my name. I presented myself, “I am Raju”, I said. We shook hands. She was having only a suit case and we took a prepaid auto to Mayur Vihar and I explained:”I am staying in a single room I hope we can manage there . Or would you like to have a Hotel?” “Why waste money? I shall be perfectly all right.” Her accent was American, but I could follow. I was about to pay the auto-walla, but she objected. “How much?” I told the amount mentioned by the man and she paid it. We went to our room and I opened the door. I showed the bath room and told her to refresh herself. She was slightly taller than I and very slim. Her breasts were full and her teeth flashed when she smiled. I t was only seven in the evening.”Are you hungry? Can we have dinner?” “OK” She said. We went to a small restaurant. “What will you have, non-veg items are also available.”I will take what you like. Let us try. I ordered masala dosa. She like it. “More?” She took one more and then we had coffee.
We roamed about for some time and came back to my room. She removed her dress, except for her underwear and bra and lay on the bed. Her legs are shapely and breasts the envy of any film star, long, full and supple. I too removed my shirt and pants and sat near her. “Lie down beside me,” she suggested. I obeyed. She turned to my side and placed her hand on my chest and began caressing the hair. “I like hairy chest, it is rare among Americans.
I shall tell my plans. I have booked our tickets for Kochi day after tomorrow, by Indigo. I have come here for research in anthropology. I have appointed you as my translator and assistant in research. Your salary is ten thousand rupees. One month’s salary will be given in advance. As we have to move about together, staying in hotels, we may be questioned by Police; so we have to register our marriage and get a certificate, tomorrow itself. Why not this be our first night?” So saying, she removed my underwear and and started massaging my…., which soon stood up, ready for the fight. I removed her underwear and inserted my …We did it again, before we slept in each other’s arms.
The next day was spent in purchases. She wanted Indian cloths and sandals. We duly registered our marriage. Then we saw places of interest in Delhi tourist bus. Finally, we were in the plane for Nedumbassery.
We went to my home. My parents were surprised, as they had no inkling about my coming there.I said:”This is my boss; she has appoited me as her assistant, with a salary of RS 10,000/-She is doing research work among tribals of Andaman and Nicobar islands. We are leaving tomorrow itself.” Ladies came near her, as they had not seen a Negro at close quarters
We were taken in and fed light food. “Would you like to see a temple?”‘ I asked her. “By all means”, was her reply.
Ldies of my home also came to the Bhadrakali Temple at Kodungallur. She was impressed and surprised when I told her the deity is female, a Godess!
On the way back, she bought saris for all of them and a gold necklace for my Mother. I gave ten thousand rupees to my Father; all were happy. the next day we flew to Andaman. On the way, I told her that previously, during British regime, hardened criminals were exiled to Andaman.
She was busy collecting samples, photos and human remains and everything was recorded and digitalized. In all, it took about six months. When the time came for her departure, she told me to make up my mind. “You need no copulsion; if you do not like this marriage, we shall say good by. IF you like me, come with me. ON my part I love you. our partnership in life will be welcome.” She ebraced me. I fell into her hands.
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