In different cultures the term Indian Summer, is a debated topic. Some consider it the first stretch of warm weather after the first frost. Other armchair meteorologists insist that it be a period of seven consecutive days over 70 degrees after the autumn equinox to qualify. For India Summer her period of heat begins at the sight of a grown man in a baby bonnet. And what hot-blooded lady in her right mind could resist that? Especially when the guy is slobbering spit, slurping gruel and sucking your titties at the same time? As an added bonus for the lucky gent who's pushing her sexy button, India will put the plastic on and give it to him in the ass - until he hollers uncle or breeches, whichever comes first; and that is also a matter of conjecture.