Jasmine's heart was beating fast as her sister opened the door into the Delhi restaurant just off Southall High street. John had told her he would be there and she didn't quite know whether or not to believe him.
They had never met but they knew each other intimately over the internet and they had been building up for this first meeting ever since Jasmine had been woken from her sweet innocent self by the encounter on the train. Only Jasmine knew though. Her 2 sisters and their friend Shanti had no idea what was running through Jamines mind.
After they had entered Jasmine's fears were answered. There were only a few people in the restaurant and none of them bore the slightest resemblance to the John she had known off the net. Cursing herself for believing him she sat down with a frown on her face that baffled her sisters and friend. About 10 minutes later she had resigned herself to a fruitless evening when in walked John.
He didn't appear to look at Jasmine and her group and she bit her lip as he instructed the waiter were he wanted to sit, directly opposite her. Now her heart really started to pound.
The experience on the train had made her mind think of doing things she had never even imagined before. Since she was in her early teens she had thought of sex only in a lovemaking sense. The concept of raw sex was beyond her realm. Yet for the last three months she had pleasured herself virtually every night with scenes of being raped by strangers constantly running through her thoughts.
It was one night when she was in one of these moods that for the first time ever she replied to an instant message from a stranger.
John had been browsing through the profiles on AOL when he chanced upon her picture and was immediately attracted. She was an exotic asian and the picture gave off a hint of naughtiness..........just as Jasmine had intended.
Over the course of the following two months their chat had gradually built up to agreeing to meet for a one off sex session. Part of the deal was that Jasmine would be with someone she knew and there would be no introductions. The main attraction for Jasmine had been that she had some control over the situation and she felt safe that she could abandon the meeting at any time she wanted.
In order to appear in control of her emotions she made a point of not looking over at him for the next 10 minutes, instead she talked excitedly to her group. Being careful not to mention anything about the new diner opposite.
Just as her heartbeat returned to normal she glanced over and saw John casually looking her way. When he realized she was looking he slowly lifted the knife in his right hand. Just as he had instructed her beforehand Jasmine opened her legs. She could see by his reaction that he could see what he wanted and it excited her even more.
She quickly got back into the conversation with Shanti and in an offhand way mentioned about the white guy sitting opposite. Shanti was sitting alongside Jasmine with her two sisters opposite. They couldn't see John. Shanti said that she thought John was looking at them but couldn't make out if he was looking at anyone in particular. Jasmine juiced up even more because she knew exactly where his eyes were directed. The raised knife made sure of that. Jasmine, as instructed, wasn't wearing any knickers and she felt sure that her juices were dribbling down her inner thigh as his eyes remained fixed on her.
It continued in this voyeuristic vein for about twenty minutes. She couldn't have opened her legs any wider without sliding off her stool. Just as the initial arousal began to wane she noticed John stand up and make his way to the back of the restaurant where the ladies and gents rooms were next to one another.
