What happens to the daughter of two free spirits who traveled the world in search of harmony and enlightenment throughout their youth, and once their daughter came along they still moved around until they settled into a commune-style life in the middle of nowhere America?

One India Smythe carved her own path away from the life of nonconformity, one that included college for a master’s in mathematics and a bachelor’s in computer sciences.  Taking steps to further separate herself included moving to the city to make her own way within the corporate world her parents had so despised.

The first company she applied to was also the first to offer her a position, but she played it cool and waited to see if any better offers came her way.  When they did not she took the post offered with a large accountancy firm and three years down the road she was respected by her peers and doing better than she had expected fiscally.  The difficulty for India was as a newcomer to the city it was a wild and wonderful place, but like everything else she took on, she made sure to choose a path best suited for her needs and not what others may expect.

It would be easy to assume she was an outgoing confident woman, the self-assurance was correct but she had never been accused of being gregarious.  At a willowy six foot barefoot, flaming golden red hair, plump pink lips and big china blue eyes, some found her intimidating others just unattractive and not worthy of their attention.  The man for her would not have desire for a waistline, lush hips or backside because she had nothing to speak of and anything extra had been shifted up to create a more than bountiful breast and left nothing for anywhere else, not even her long thin legs.

There had been a man here and there since she had moved to the city but none who stood out as the man.  India admitted to the wanting, if only because when it came to sex she had not been able to disconnect the feelings of the heart and soul from being involved.  One of her adventures with friends was to a swinger's party and, although she went as a ticket the idea of being watched by a group or a lover was something she wanted to experience, to see if it was really as exciting and pleasurable as it appeared.

Then there came the evening she found herself out on a date with Lance Rockland, the youngest partner in the firm she worked for and entirely too handsome for words, and all bets were off.  This man was way out of her league but she was nothing if not goal oriented and his innate ability to appear within her range of notice made her panties went damp in a flash.

Wild laughing ice blue eyes did not match with the short corporate perfect ink black hair but they went well with the six and a half foot tall strong athletically built man who was also principled and enlightened within their corporate realm.

Besides he had asked her out on a date- no work but purely personal is how he had stated the question and India had offered a cool yes.

That first date had happened eight months ago and they had been a hot and heavy item ever since, but tonight he said he wanted to be a surprise.  The only detail he had given her with a wicked grin gracing his lips was to be at his home by seven this evening for dinner.

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