Date: Wed, 06 Apr 2005 11:36:42 -0500
From: floreena campbell <mail2floreena@lycos.com>
Subject: He is mine(Part 4)

Another, couple of months passed and I was bugged up with
work. I really needed a break. Monday morning as I come to office,
I get a mail from him "Come to my place on Friday". I was in
seventh heaven. Just what I needed. It almost seemed telepathy.
Then it suddenly dawned upon me - hey its his birthday on Friday !!
How could I forget that ? I wanted to give him a surprise.

First, I went to an Oriental shop and bought a white kurta and
pyjama with beautiful floral designs.  Next, went to a jewellery
shop having jewellery worn by men in East Asia and Africa. Now,
a gift for him - after a lot of search found something really precious
but it dug a big hole in my pocket. Never mind! Then went to the makeup
shop and shaved myself from top to bottom except the hair on my head.
I removed my beard too and the people around said I was looking cute.
Then finally, I got a wonderful tatoo done on my belly near the navel.
Boy, what a lot of prepartion !

Friday morning and I was all so excited. Went back home quickly and
started off. It was nearly 8 pm when I reached his place. His hall
was filled with people - men, women. Some I knew, some were new.
People were all looking at my exotic white dress - congratulating me.
The kurta(top) is a loose shirt like, open till the chest but it flows
down till ones knees. Its made of soft, light cloth - very cool to wear
and look.

Then finally I saw him. Oh my God !! He was clean shaven before but now he
had a nice beard and stubble. His hair has grown over his ears and
almost down till his shoulders. Realized he hadnt shaved since we
last met. He wore a tight pant, tight-fitting tee-shirt, cowboy
boots and Texan hat - all black. His face bore a tired look but his
eyes gleamed when he saw me. He just twitched his face in surprise
and then went over talking to someone else. I waited for him to
break the silence.

In the mean time, I met a mutual friend who was wearing a netted
tee-shirt that showed his abs. Then the music started and all
started dancing and keeping with the rhythm. I started dancing with
this guy and eyed him saw he was dancing with a lady wearing tight
red dress that showed her curves. I was feeling jealous.

Then as the beats revved up, we were almost dancing madly. Suddenly
I felt a strong hand over my shoulder. He was there. Then I started
dancing with him - eye to eye never missing a beat. When he moved
to the right, me to the left. As he he moved down, I was coming up.
Slowly, found the crowd gathering round us - seeing our rhythmic
movements. I arched back and he bent over me - without touching me
and vice-versa. This continued for more than 10 minutes - me in the
white flowing dress and he in tight black. What a contrast !
At the end of it - people gave a standing ovation. No one yet knew
our love for
each other and this was the first public recognition of it!

The party continued till close to midnight and when the last guest
left - found him completely drunk, lying on the couch. I tried to
wake him but he was completely out. I carried him back to his room,
slowly laying him down on the bed.

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