Encouraged by her tacit consent, his fingers moved inside her waist garment
. “No, Not here. Let’s go to the Hotel.” Swathi whispered.
Immediately he withdrew his fingers from her escutcheon region.
After transformation from the stage of studentship to lover (fella) he took the privilege to move with her so closely and sexually that he dared enough to buss over her boobs and perceive her escutcheon region with his fingers for which Swathi was discommoded lightly. Further, she sussed out what would happen when she would be lodged with him in the hotel. She was in quandary whether to consent to have pre-marital sex or after marriage.
Holding his hands, Swati was tramping on the sea sands and probing what should be done next which was noticed by Prasanth. He asked her,” What’s the matter? Are you in dilemma?”
Swathi understood that her countenance revealed her disposition to him. She sighed and shook her head saying,” Nothing particular.”
“If you don’t want to go to hotel, let’s cancel the programme.”
“I am in a qualm whether it is necessary for us to go to hotel.”