‘Um, you’re not supposed to take her up there.’ ‘You never saw me come in.’ ‘Well,’ Jason does not really care. He winks, saying, ‘jus... don’t wake up your roommates.’ The climb up the seven flights of stairs seems to take forever, and that may be because they stop every few steps to paw at each other. She walks up ahead of him and Dane reaches up now and again to pinch at her ass. The tears had turned into giggles and the closer they come to his room the faster their hearts race. Eventually. Sure, he’d feel cheated and humiliated for a while. But it wasn’t like he could lodge an FIR against me. Even if he wanted to, he didn’t know my identity. Besides, I knew I could just flash him if push came to shove. I knew he wouldn’t even feel “used” once I flashed him. Anyways, that was the plan. And I thought it was foolproof. But as it goes with foolproof plans, it had a fatal flaw.There it is. That was the context and setting, bringing us to the day in question. It was 8 AM when the alarm. For a flash of second I felt S***y Le**e is standing in front of me,the same look,appearance and chubbiness.She did some basic makeup and we headed for the hotel.I was already informed by Rajiv to directly head to Room-316 so did we.My heartbeat was doubled while pressing the bell and the door was opened by Rajiv. He welcomed us in and asked her how is she feeling.She just smiled with a hard effort.It was a Suite and we were seated in the drawing room.Rajiv had a eye through her and commented. The bus was pretty quiet. Certainly nobody spoke to me so I had had no reason to show that I spoke Japanese. I could see some of the others giving me odd looks. I usually found it better to surprise people, perhaps put them on the back foot if they said something about me, which I had obviously understood. I guess I understood their reticence to talk to me. There is still quite a lot of Gaijin (foreigner) phobia around particularly in rural Japan. As it happens my Japanese was absolutely fluent.