Finally my dream of post graduation abroad took off and off I went to Canada for the training. Was my first time away from home and was a bit edgy, a lot excited and very anxious.
The wheels touched down in Winnipeg, Canada and I could see the place was white, the first snow fall was over and everything was white. It was the first time I was seeing snow. Was picked up from the airport and I got settled down in my accommodation. It was a three bed house and each room was occupied by one student, so in our house there was another guy from India and a Canadian guy.
Started ground classes and about a month in, I was slowly beginning to miss India, the food, family, friends etc... Logged into my laptop and was browsing and then remembered that a college classmate of mine had moved to Canada for higher studies. So started searching for her profile and bingo, I was right. She was in a university which was in a city about 150Kms from where I was.
I remember her, she was not the greatest in the looks department, though she had a nice frame. She was a very next door kinda girl, not overly friendly nor was she a very quite person. We had probably interacted max of 10 times in 3yrs of college life. That interaction was also mainly because of assignments that we had to do as a group or that one time that both of us came late to class and were not allowed to enter so we ended up sitting outside chatting, that was the longest conversation we ever had.
I messaged her the usual 'hi, how are you?' and then told her I am in Canada for my course and about 2hrs drive from where she was. Browsed as usual and chatted with family for a while and went to sleep as I had an early day next day.
At about noon I got back home and checked fb and I had a message. Opened it and there it was 'D#@$ has replied' - 'hiiiii soo happy to know you are here', 'finally someone from back home who I can call friend'. 'this is my no 1** ******** call me and pass me your no'.
I immediately picked up the phone and dialled that no about 5 rings later a girl answered the phone and I asked for her and she replied in the affirmative and then shouted my name. We exchanged our usual pleasantries and spoke for about 15mins about home, college, the professors, our classmates. She sounded quite different from the last time I had met her about 2yrs ago, I felt she had a bit of an accent now and she sounded more confident than before.
We decided to meet during the weekend and she said she will drive to my town as she had a car and also she wanted to go out somewhere different.
Friday came and I got a call from her and she asked me for address and directions. I opened the door to welcome her in and was surprised at how much she had changed. There she was wearing a nice blue top and jeans. Her once pony tail oily hair was nicely curled and open and she had a wide smile on her face. We hugged and sat down to catch up on the lost years, could not believe she had transformed quite a bit. From the quiet and demure girl she had become open and a bit western.
There was only one bar in our small town and thats where the whole town was during weekends. We reached the place and the party was on full swing. I could see the usual faces and greeted few known people.
I was not soo surprised at her drinking as I figured that would be something along with her transformation. She went to the dance floor and started dancing, it was just hot to see her dance with her hair and hips swaying. That is when something started stirring in my pants and I was looking at her in a complete different way now.
She called me a few times to dance, but I refused politely as I was not much of a dancer and I did not want her to see the tent in my pants. Some of my friends joined us as well and they got introduced, she danced most of the time and had quite a few drinks as well.
Around 1 am we decided to call it a day, I drove back home as I did not drink as much as her. We went to subway to pick up something to eat and then headed to my place.
Once home we finished eating our sandwich and started talking about how good the evening was. I told her that she could sleep in my room and I will take the couch, she wouldnt hear it at all and said she will take the couch. I told her I have slept on the couch many times and its not a problem, if not also I have an extra mattress that I can pull out and out it on the hall floor and sleep. She then suggested why dont I do the same in my room itself. I dint see anything wrong and pulled the mattress out and put it on the floor of my room right next to my bed. The good thing was both my house mates were out for the night and I knew they would not be back until morning.
To be frank I really did not think anything will happen, knowing my luck and besides did not want to take advantage of her when she was drunk, rather I dint want her to think it was a drunken mistake and regret it later.
We both got into bed, she on my bed and I on the mattress which I had laid, turned the light off and we started talking about everything under the sun. By now my eyes had gotten adjusted to the darkness and I could see her silhouette. We were talking of how good the evening was and how glad we were to meet up and catch up. In fact I just realised I had not spoken soo much to her in the 3yrs of college we were together as classmates.
Topics kept shifting and suddenly she asked me if I had a girlfriend. I answered in the negative to which she suddenly got up and propped on her elbows and asked me if I had never had a gf. When I said 'no' she was shocked and asked 'how come a guy like you should have had at least one gf'. I laughed and told her, I have girls who are friends but never a girlfriend. I asked her the same question and she said yes she had one when she moved to Canada but she is single now.
The topics soon started getting a little personal, somewhere in she asked if I was a virgin, to which I laughed and said 'No', I could see her eyes go wide and she wanted to know how and what and when. When I said 'hey its too personal' she slid down her top portion of her body from the bed and punched my arm and said 'my ass personal, come on dont be a spoil sport'. I said 'ok ok' and she did not move from that position, so her legs were still on the bed on top and her upper body was on my mattress below.