Grant Wellington knew that his fate rested in the petite little woman’s hands, they would truly love to rough him up. ‘Let him alone,’ she said ...oftly waving Grant into the dressing room. The piano player started to pull the door shut to give them some privacy, but Thelma nodded no vigorously. ‘No, leave it open,’ She took a long drag of her cigarette and glanced at him long and sideways. ‘Autograph? You gotta be joking. I’ve only been playing here for a month, nobody knows me yet. I’m hoping. She was in Belgrade for the weekend, one of her fat ugly friends is getting married next week. Yes, she is married, and all, raising brats, boring life, monotony and all. It was mostly a monologue. She was so yuppy, talking about random, every day stuff, but still staying with me. She forgot about her friends, and everything. Her hand would glide on my arm, every once in a while. I was trying to say something, but she was on fire.You know what happened to D?C is working in Dubai now.Remember M,. She was in a bikini, one even smaller than my wife's and Tracy is a bit of an exhibitionist; as I remembered, Sara usually wore a one-piece suit. "Very nice from here," I replied. Sara stood up, turned back and forth, giving me different angles to view her new figure, when Tracy also stood up behind her, pulled the tie in back and pulled off Sara's top. Well, oh, my, they were perfect. Simply perfect. The envy of even a Playboy centerfold. And, they looked real. I've seem plenty of porn, all. The State Department didn't want me to embarrass the country, or become an international public display. So they were teaching me the Russian language and culture.Some of them couldn't understand how I could skip out on Japan, but then need to go to the Soviet Union. I told them that when Mom calls I just say, "Yes Ma'am." I knew that it was lame, but I'd already agreed. Adam was my only friend that knew the truth. The only time we ever talked about it was when we talked about other software.