“Think back, Your Grandma asked you not to disturb them and take key from flower pot” Nagarathna said.“By jove, yes, she told me..” Lata excla...med.” There was of course tension. You preponed your visit. We had to rush . We called Basavanna from market, arranged every thing. Rajanna was the look out. He alerted when your bike was sighted,then we swung into action. Though Raju and Harish are good studs they can not bang for hours,so we had to start when you got down from bike” Nagarathna was like. I laughed in his face. Come quick. I don't know what he'll do or I'll do. I'm barricaded in, but ... I gotta go. Hurry."I arrived too late. An ambulance sat on the round driveway. "Fucking bitch," muttered the King laid out on a gurney--his left chest wrapped in gauze and bandages--an ambulance attendant pressing there. He glanced at me before being lifted into the back. "It's your fucking fault you fucking slimy fucking Jew!" What happened?" I asked the gay limo driver/bodyguard. He looked. It was an "OMG, I look fantastic" moment. I could barely take my eyes away from the mirror. As I admired the sexy woman in the mirror, Cheryl gathered my men’s clothes. As she was exiting the restroom she told me to meet her outside and theres shoes in the bag. I was stuck, totally dressed as a woman, looking really sexy; she is making me go out in public. What a day. So far the only good thing was that I did feel pretty and feminine. I took a peek out the door and it looked clear, so I walked. I had been working for about a month when my manager told me that I was being sacked and that this would be my last shift. I was rather upset and when Dylan came round and found me he was so nice and comforting and decided he was going to take me to see the rides manager to see if I could come work on the rides. He said yes and the next day I went in to be trained on my first ride and it was Dylan who trained me, we had such a good time and from then on we seemed to always be together on rides..