Seymour Totti’s Foreign Policy

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Numerous readers have e-mailed me wondering if Asha Kumara is really Indian. And if I thought not, then where did I think she actually came from.

To be honest, I didn’t give it that much thought at first. She is drop dead gorgeous and I’d happily fuck her from here to Bangalore and back. But the question returned so I thought I’d take another look.

She has shiny black hair and beautiful, dark brown skin that is no doubt scented with exotic perfumes and tastes of the forbidden.

Her back is smooth and her breasts and hips a firm and full. Full too are her lips which are ever ready with a smile, and her dark eyes, one moment impish the next, deep pools of desire in which a man can easily drown.

She looks Indian so far, but that nose, that cute little button that wrinkles with every laugh. That nose that makes me want to gather her in my arms and never let her go. That nose is from Southeast Asia.

I’ve seen people that look like Asha before, they are rare and beautiful indeed. You can find them in Southern Thailand, Malaysia and Indonesia. And yes, you can find them in India too, look in the coastal regions of the south.

They are a mix but their lineage goes back many centuries, back to when seafarers from South Asia and the Arabian peninsula first crossed the Indian Ocean to trade fabrics and spices with the peoples of the Malay peninsula.

They met, they mingled and they loved. And happily for us they produced offspring as beautiful as Asha.

See also: An Indian Rose