She hinted that she would like to get my mobile number. I understood the hints and I happily obliged!To be continued in case you wish to. Mail me at: ...)The number game…After having given my mobile phone number, I quickly hurtled back to my room to check whether any text message or missed call had arrived on my phone. Yes! To my utter happiness, a text message had landed safe and sound! Boy! Awesome! Of course, it was from none other than the dream girl, Sheetal.I felt like a small kid receiving. It had two good sized bedrooms, a large living room giving on to a sunny but totally secluded and un-overlooked terrace and a large kitchen. I had a regular cleaner, a young gay guy, who came in twice a week and kept the place spick and span. If I was there, he gave often gave me longing looks, but that was as far as it got. He was, in fact the only guy apart from Simon and my oldest and dearest friend, Craig, who had ever been in my apartment. As I said earlier, I had always kept my business. Either cunt would do to serve my purpose and do she did. Now all is ready for me to proceed with the next step. I must make haste to Avenue Rachel and collect my babies, for the night grows old. Yes! Now, I am off to Avenue Rachel and le Cimetière de Montmartre where my babies await me!"The shadowy figure extended its arms before it, and, with a thunderous clap of its dark hands, disappeared, leaving only a swirl of black mist in its wake.An inky bubble of tar oozed from between two loosely fit. They had the means of travel and communication, so all they needed was a universal means of exchanging wealth. There was nothing that every species wanted or needed, so it was impossible to find a physical item that would satisfy everybody. Good faith was the only item that everybody wanted and could use, so the Family established a central bank of good faith. They printed a kind of money which said that the Family promised to honor any agreement made in GF units and would make up the.