The third night in Udaipur felt hotter than the first two. After dinner, Meera whispered in my ear, “Tonight I want something different. Take me to the Sheesh Mahal – the mirror room. I want to see everything while you fuck me deep.”

The Sheesh Mahal was a special room in the old palace part. All walls and ceiling were covered with small mirrors. Even the floor had shiny tiles. When we entered, hundreds of our reflections looked back at us. It felt like many couples were watching.