The cold night seemed forbidding as it blew round the trees, rustling their leaves. It was a silent night but the mysterious rays of the moon fell on the uneven ground of the park. She sat there - alone, without even a coat to protect her from the evil wind. The streets outside the park seemed totally deserted - not even stray dogs lingered on them.
She wept by herself, sitting at a bench in the far corner of the park. She was weeping because her husband had betrayed her. Her husband's second wife had came and told her to move out, adding that it was her place where she was standing.
She had left the house at that very moment and made up her mind to never ever go there.
Devastated and shocked, she had walked a long way, and incapable of walking anymore, had sat at the far corner of this park.
As she was weeping, she saw a shadow looming - a large and burly one at the entrance of the park. She stopped weeping and looked properly, and as the moon light fell on him, she made out a man, with a dangerous outlook and a weird smile over his face. She was frightened. He advanced toward her and came near - near enough to touch her ample bosoms, which even her saree cannot hide. She tried to scream, but he pressed her mouth with his hand and whispered as he looked down at her breasts, "Don't scream. I will not harm you. I will just help myself and you. Your husband was an idiot to leave you. But you are with me, now..."
Tears ran down her cheeks. But she too wanted the happiness of sexual touches and so, she protest on his further actions. He removed the upper part of her saree, revealing a lot of her breasts, and the other parts covered by her small blouse.
He grabbed them and both enjoyed the happiness...