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While she waited at the exit, as he went out on her errand, and soon, as she saw him returning with a Vanilla large picked up at the nearby Kwality, she guessed his intentions and followed his coming in all eagerness.

‘Are you fond of ice cream?’ she said all the same, feeling his pocket.

‘It’s for you to blow hot and cold,’ he whispered leaning onto her.

‘What an imagination,’ she ruffled his hair in admiration.

‘It’s all your inspiration,’ he squeezed her waist.

Soon they reached Domalaguda by an auto-rickshaw, and as though to shed part of her fear, she asked the driver to take them right up to the street corner.

‘I’m sorry, but you have to come behind me,’ she said as she went ahead of him.

‘Why, isn’t there the precedent set by you last night?’ he said making her shy, ‘

When she gave him the green signal, propelled by his passion, he increased his pace to reach her place. Then, closing the door behind, he overwhelmed her in no time.

‘Oh Roopa, in spite of her love,’ he said, as they lay satiated in each others arms, ‘life without you would have been empty, How lucky we could make it.’

‘Give me the credit for enticing you in the end,’ she said in a fulfilled tone. ‘I can’t tell you how desperate I was for your fill.’

‘That’s why, I owe you even more,’ he clasped her hand.

‘Raja,’ she said, kissing his chest, ‘the more you explore my body, even more I’m coming to know about my soul. I never knew love would mean so much in spite of my craving for you.’

‘Even if I spend a lifetime on your frame, full time,’ he said, fondling her, ‘I’m sure it would still have nuances left to thrill my senses.’

Soon they had their nap as though to refresh themselves for the time ahead and as they woke up she said, ‘I’ll make some coffee for us.’

‘Make it a little hotter,’ he said winking at her, ‘for better effect.’

‘Why not,’ she winked back at him, as she went into the kitchen.

‘See how it differs from those ice-cream jerks,’ he said even as she returned with two cups of steaming coffee for them.

‘With you I’m a game for anything,’ she said enthusiastically.

‘Oh,’ he shrieked in time, ‘you are a marvelous woman.’

‘For the marvel of a man,’ she sputtered.

‘I wonder whether the latex would lacerate for you’re so hot here,’ she said, condoming him at length.