The fourth night in Jaipur brought a new thrill. Meera told Arjun to meet her outside the haveli after 11 PM. “Tonight we go to the shadows of Hawa Mahal,” she whispered with a dark smile. “The real Jaipur nights are best when there is a little risk.”

Arjun waited near the glowing pink palace. The streets were quiet, but the Hawa Mahal still shone with soft lights. Meera arrived wearing a simple black saree with a very deep blouse. No bra. Her big juicy boobs looked ready to spill out. Fresh jasmine flowers in her hair made the air sweet even in the dark lane.