Finally I came up with a ploy to get rid of him. "I really should get going,I made my excuse, praying that my true voice wouldn't show through this...girlish facade. "My boyfriend is waiting for me. We're going to a costume party thrown by a friend,"Id added that last part as an afterthought, although it wasn't really very believable. Who threw a costume party except at Halloween?I scuttled away , skirt swishing as I walked and thinking, damn it, how did women get used to that? It. Well, probably not me so much as the naked young woman I had with me.I knew what went on in places like this but I wasn't sure how it worked exactly. I had heard that horny men came here and went into these booths and other men gave them blowjobs. I wasn't sure how it was determined who was going to do what to whom. In our case, however, I didn't think that would be a problem.I went into the next booth that I came to. I pulled Inga in after me and shut the door. There was a faint light coming. Bs mei mehsus kr pa rahi thi. Meine bechaani mei apni taange chaudi krdi..n taango k beech space bada dia..karan ye singnal samajh gya and ungliyo ko usne aage peeche krna start krdia..wo easily mere tango k beech se meri panty feel kr pa rah ta.Thodi der mei panty gili hogyi..n wo aur jor se feel krne lga. Meri heartbeats bahut badd chuki thi. Karan ne tbhi meri gardan se baal hataye aur mere kaan mei bola ki agar aapko accha nae lg rah toh mei nahi krunga…mein silent he reh gyi..kuch nahi bol. She was going to be late as it was. It was unlikely that anyone at the Museum of Civilization would worry about their curator of Indian artifacts turning up a couple of hours late.Now I was on my own. I could not back out. I threw my briefcase into the basket of my walker and draped the garment bag over it. This walker was a damn nuisance. I hoped I would soon recover enough to walk without it again, but on this occasion it proved useful. I did not need to carry my baggage. It proved useful yet.