Jasmine’s heart was beating fast as her sister opened the door into the Delhi restaurant just off Southall High street. John had told her he would be there and she didn’t quite know whether or not to believe him.

They had never met but they knew each other intimately over the internet and they had been building up for this first meeting ever since Jasmine had been woken from her sweet innocent self by the encounter on the train. Only Jasmine knew though. Her 2 sisters and their friend Shanti had no idea what was running through Jamines mind.

After they had entered Jasmine’s fears were answered. There were only a few people in the restaurant and none of them bore the slightest resemblance to the John she had known off the net. Cursing herself for believing him she sat down with a frown on her face that baffled her sisters and friend. About 10 minutes later she had resigned herself to a fruitless evening when in walked John.

He didn’t appear to look at Jasmine and her group and she bit her lip as he instructed the waiter were he wanted to sit, directly opposite her. Now her heart really started to pound.

The experience on the train had made her mind think of doing things she had never even imagined before. Since she was in her early teens she had thought of sex only in a lovemaking sense. The concept of raw sex was beyond her realm. Yet for the last three months she had pleasured herself virtually every night with scenes of being raped by strangers constantly running through her thoughts.

It was one night when she was in one of these moods that for the first time ever she replied to an instant message from a stranger.

John had been browsing through the profiles on AOL when he chanced upon her picture and was immediately attracted.