The Geneva connection

Once upon a time in India..there was a boy who used to have a crush on evry b''ful damsel he see & always dream of fling'n on..no !! nope !! I am not talking about myself..but, i am no different either..well..the point here is.. Some dreams do come true..^ Its a rustic morning of december..with the zephyr giving it a seducing feel..@ 40 pass 8...'baby i like it,the way u move on' the cellphone buzz off wid enrique's art and within minutes..the cell is relaxing at someone's ear...just to hear.. hey, fucker r u still on bed..? .Yeah..the receiver replied..guess, what i've for you,two blondes from geneva,.the caller shouted.. Parallely, On the other side,someone got a high voltage shock as suddenly the dolorous voice faded to a gleam nd the thanksgiving started viz.i knew ur ma best pal..i knew it ..by d way, wats the fuss? ..and the caller started..hey,yesterday my uncle(cicarian) called me and that there are two girls from geneva who are coming to jodhpur rather arrived this morning for sight.,dosti, etc..and he requested me to help them out..i said yes.,as there are two of them..so, r u interested ?.. yeah offcourse, i am..defacto, you didn't have to ask that.. someone replied, and the meeting is being fixed @ 10 am in the hotel where they were lodged.... >>>>> to be contd..