First Sip

He looked at her through the golden color that filled the glass. She did not seem to have worn her sari; it was just loosely covering her frame, ready to smoothly slide off any moment. The scotch in the glass gave her body a tint that blended with the color of the evening. He handed her choice of wine; “Cheers” He said and watched her color her lips with the first sip.

Categories: Random Thoughts


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