When you are 46 and the girl is 24 , is it a case of a mismatch? I wonder but this is precisely what happened: a lovely girl who came into my arms and the fact that she was American perhaps was the icing on the cake. American girl and icing to the cake? Well, it’s something most men feel in this age and part of the world.
I was asked after my stint in the Air force to take up an appointment in civvies street and I must say I was lucky as I headed a United Nation`s `community project for tribal development in the heart of western India at a place 90 miles into the Ghats at Mumbai. I was the director and under me, we had a string of specialists and qualified men and women who were doctorate holders. Things hotted up when a young American doctor landed from New York. She was to be part of the health development of the tribals who lived in an era that was long past.
Sally, for that, was her name was a lovely girl. She was about 5ft 4 inch tall and with 3-inch heels was just about taller than me when standing. She wore short pants most of the time and one was struck ( I will say for myself) with the curvaceous calves and lovely bare thighs. Add a slim waist and a fair complexion with auburn hair tied in a ponytail just about accentuated her looks. She was a doctor, yes but extremely feminine.
I took a momentary decision and decided that Sally would accompany me on all my trips and so she became a willing partner with me as we moved in the dense forests of the Ghats and the villages of the tribal. She was good natured and we both hit it well. She was inquisitive about India and I told her a lot, even about the erotic sculptures at Khajuraho.
In about 2 months we became close and I worked my proximity as a director and boss over her to my advantage. One fine day it rained and we all know the thundershowers in the Ghats are something unreal. We sat in the land cruiser and the thunder boomed and boomed again. It was a veritable clash of titans as lightening flashed across the sky and the clouds hung low creating darkness all around. Is this what Krishna did in the battle to slay his enemy who could only be killed when the sun was setting.
A boom and a crash followed and by instinct I pulled Sally to me. It was a dream, a dream I had planned for long. Remember all this was stage managed by ME as I held her and kissed her. The resultant atmosphere all around was weird with flashes of lightening and booming of thunder. This played its part in the seduction as the inevitable happened and Sally was mine. Was it a seduction? Did I do anything bad ? it started a relationship that lasted a long time in relativity though only 2 months. She went back and tumultuous events followed after that , but that is another tale.
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