Turf Wars
The next day she was gone early fearing Sharanbir was going to ambush her again, she really didnt care to chat with Mandira
She waited until the woman made her coffee and left the kitchen and made her chai took it to her room drank it showered changed and fled with damp hair.
Did not return until after 9 going to the Library first then coffee shop after a harrowing encounter with Jayadev on the phone
She was tired and devastated...
"Bangalore is not safe to be taking auto at night" Mandira greeted her, in her controlling authoritative voice.
"There are still people doing it" she mumbled
"Well there may be but you dont know anybody"
"I only go to places I know"
"Its the strangers you have to fear"
"I travel alone to Ullal by bus"
"thats even more dangerous"
"Ashvin is responsible for you" "Un" (until? Until what?)
"I am not doing anything irresponsible"
"Coming home after 9 is not responsible"
"Is Ashwin home?
Mandira noted the way the girl said Ashvin's name
"He is out with friends"
"did you ask him to be careful?"
"Well.. he doesnt take the auto" Mandira smirked first and smiled later
"I am careful" Trisha nodded wearily.
Mandira stared as she walked away, turning around and picking up her keys as she headed to her nightly walk.
He as usual checked to see if she was home
"Do you know where Mom went?"
"I dont" she said pulling the towel out of her hair.
He ogled for a bit
"She told me I was late" she grumbled
"Oh?"
"I only came in at 9. its not like I was out all night"
"What did she say" he made a tired expression
"Bangalore is not safe if you take auto"
"She is right"
"I am careful"
"She is here, so she sees"
"I am not even bothering her" Trisha whined
"Trisha Ive had a longgg day, I dont want to argue"
"I have had a long day too. You went partying after work"
"You should have too, i dont stop you from unwinding"
"Tell that to your mother" she accused shedding her hair towel, yanking it from her shoulder in irritation, sitting on her bed, exhausted
"You can tell her you had to take care of business" he paced the room casually hands tucked in his pocket as she sat on her bed curled up as usual.
The cat snoozed by her toes, she picked up an article and tried to ignore him
"You went out at 11:30 last night you did not go to bed after dinner, but she still gave me a long lecture she told me I shouldnt stay up to study"
"So? did you go to bed?"
"No... I stayed up until 2 AM" she said defiantly
"Then why are you complaining?" he asked exasperated
"Because she tells me what to do"
"You dont seem to be doing it... so why tell me?"
"She is your mother. Who else will I tell to"
"How about directly to her?"
She squirmed lowering her gaze
"I dont want her to tell me what to do" "she knows why we married. she should not have these expectations from me" "I dont tell her what to do" "I am not even her real DIL"
she pointed her marker at him, her journal article a much written up mess as she held it in her left hand.
"You can tell her if you like" he smirked,
"Its not funny!!" she clawed him visually
"what do you want me to do?" he demanded
"You tell her you told me I could go where I want and do what I want"
He grunted
"Will you tell her when she comes back?" she pestered
"You know what? If you are going to complain about your mother in law then I need to...
umm... (stepping forward getting to the bed and pulling her closer to his chest) her daughter in law" he said gruffly,
The cat glowered and circled the bed... as if asking him to get off
He picked it up and set it on the floor much to Trisha's astonishment
"Ashwinnn???" she retorted pushing him away..her chikan sleeveless calf length nightie bunch up all around and shoving his body, as he dragged her closer "Ashwinnn"
He bent over and captured her lips.
The dying of protest was almost instantaneous.
She drew one leg up, as he tilted her towards his body, his hand freely roaming her scalp. the clean soapy scent , the wet hair, arousing him intensely. parts of her skin still smelled like jasmine
He stooped to inhale, she leaned forward and kissed his lower lip fully ...for the first time, a little tentative lick, one two, three strokes, like the cat she so loved.
His breath steaming up her glasses as he groaned audibly trembling in appreciation. her body arched backwards as he bent over
now almost laying on her bed, her skinny tee stretched further down her torso, exposing delicious curves. white heat enveloped her being, pushing her to seek more of that taste.
He reached with his left hand and felt her smooth calf on her left leg... she stiffened and froze, trapping his hand with her other leg.
He kissed her softly to get her to loosen up
"Ashwinnn??" she warned hoarsely dissuading him from going places where he didnt clearly belong.
"One time?" "Trish?" he whispered on her lips, begging her to open her mouth fully... begging for access into heaven,
his palm massaging the most delicious spot on the back of her neck sending little spirals of pleasure all over her body. Her body softer now..
She blushed respelendently as she sensed how he said her name intimately
There was no "A" sound at the end.. a private greeting done privately on her bed for the first time
The cat woke up and looked at him strangely, and went back down to snooze. "OK fine call her what you want, she seems to love it"
His right hand now out of her hair, on her ear lobe, as he thumbed it, watching her shudder. The tiny silver coin like dangler dancing as he stroked it playfully
He gently set her down, as she pulled her blouse ends up frantically.She couldnt even see clearly, her glasses were so fogged up, she opened up her legs freeing his trapped hand, he
She removed the glasses threw them on the bed and shut her eyes, falling back down on her bed, unable to breathe, her body lifeless yet over sensitized
He lay down completely by her on her bed, sprawled face down, stretched from headboard to end...
pulled away embarrassed when she came down to earth,laying on her own glasses.. and pulling them from underneath later.
He sat up quietly leaning on the headboard to take a call
She picked up her article and glasses and went to the balcony. "Trisha did you eat dinner?" he asked still stretched out on her bed texting
She stepped out made a plate and returned, and ate in the balcony.
