So there, the doorbell rang – and a lady was there.
I didnt quite know who, seemed like a washerwoman or somebody, but I was puzzled, I hadn’t called anyone- except the guy who delivers vegetables to the house – and yet …
… There she was – red lipstick and everything – or “and all” as folks love to say! (in India).
I was nonplussed, my gaze went to her FEET instantly.
She was Pooja Memsahib … JI!
And truly, for the past few days I’ve been seeing signs of a “new start”.
I sort of suspect this is part of it, as I never expected her to show up – her husband is who I expected, but he’s away “serving” Pooja’s Mom!
MY, those feet, I couldn’t help but stare, and she noticed, with that sly, wry smile of hers, that lovely sexy LOOK in her eyes!
That woman is responsible for weaving as much, if not MORE magic over me than Bhagwati Devi, which is saying SOMETHING!
And as I looked at her, she had her ankles showing at the bottom of the sari, slim bare sexy feet that look SO clean – I dont know if it’s the rain or what but they look just so SEXY!
And all of it, thinking of those red lips, her vibe, all of it – I was thinking of her hands on my NIPPLES!
And they touched – our hands, that is – for a minute.
Those old, strong, wizened hands, yet sexier than a manicured 22 year old hand at a salon … trust me on that!
Man, some ladies just GOT IT!
And this is how the entire tale started – to know more?
Well, read the bestselling Pooja Memsahib … JI!
She STILL Makes me almost cum in pant the minute I see – or think about her!
And so she will to you as well… BOY!
Best,
Mike Watson
