A crisp woman's voice floated in as I turned to see who it was. "If a gathering of men does not include a certain amount of bragging and one-upmanship, I would have to question their collective masculinity." The woman before me was naturally tan and stunning, dark curls cascading past her shoulders and an amazing smile that could disarm any heterosexual man. The red silk sari she had on clung to her curves in a very modern way, accented with an embroidered pattern that made my eyes run down the length of her legs. She wore minimal makeup yet looked glamorous with the dark eyeliner that brought out the shape of her eyes.