I then saw one of my old friend named bawa sitting alone and having drinks and me and bawa had fucked many prostitutes toghther.I went to him and shoo... hands with him and then he asked me who that prostitute is and I told him she is my wife and we just got married today and I aslo asked him why he didnt come for our marrige.He said sorry first mistaking my wife for a prostitute as he got mistaken as rittu was wearing that miniskirt whit high heels and then he told me he had gone to a client. Bailyn awoke to find that she was slumped in a chair in what looked like a very expensive doctor’s office. One wall was lined with bookshelves packed with all sorts of medical books; there was a chair that was turned away from the wall, facing a pristine white desk with papers piled up on it. On the other side of the room was a sink and cabinets just like in her doctor’s office back home. It was what was in the middle of the room that frightened her, a short table with thick white straps. ..if you want we could double date. Wouldn't that be ablast?"Gary put his hands in his pockets, took a step backward, and, stilllaughing and giggling welcomed 'whichever' one of us was the real DoctorHoward to the campus. I felt fortunate that he took Jo's 'act' in thespirit it was meant. I now knew, which I already suspected, that Jo wassomewhat of a loose cannon but her sense of the bizarre was meant inhumor.I did make a point of asking Jo to please contain herself somewhat whenshe was. Her silhouette was framed against the cream colored shower curtain. He could hear her cursing to herself as she struggled to lift her arms over her head to shampoo her hair. He quietly peeked around the curtain, seeing her eyes closed, he quickly shed his clothes and stepped up behind her, making a small noise to announce himself. ‘Jesus!’ Startled, she spun around, and slammed smack into his hard chest. His arms came up around her, pulling her wet body against his, gingerly. She wiped at her.