I laughed this off as a joke. “Really a goblin what next a pink elephant, it’s all talk”, I said and went on my rounds. The air was chilly and I...felt every bit of it through my flimsy top and tight mini-skirt as I clip-clopped my way to a street corner. Standing there against a dirty brick wall and smoking a cigarette, both waiting and shivering for my first customer of the night.I heard a sound and when I look up, a huge black man was approaching me.He was customer number one of the night.I. Manu: acchha chal, tujhe bazaar jaana thha na..Chaltein hain, main taiyyaar hoon..Main: nahi babuji..Meri ek saheli ne phone kiya thha..Uske saath program ban gaya hai, sorry..Manu: arre ismein sorry ki kya baat hai..Main: aap aur maa kahin jaana chaahtein hain toh..Manu: arre hum kahaan jaayenge..Tu jaa..Hum ghar baitthein t.V. Dekh lenge, ya baatein karenge..Main: theek hai babuji..Main chalti hoon..Main ghar se chali gayi, shaam ko anjali ke saath film dekhi aur raat ko dus baje apne ghar. The white cloud around us started to dissipate, and I could see that the skeletons had withdrawn around their leader. Fewer than a dozen remained, but they all stood between me and what must be the source of the foul magic.Gathering what energy I had remaining, I charged into the backs of the nearest skeletons, toppling them into the ones ahead. Some of those fell, too. As I said, I am no lightweight. I cleared my Fang from where it was entangled in the severed ribcage of a skeleton and started. He was not sure going out to Vic's was such a good idea because the wayhe looked at him dressed as a girl was a little unnerving, but, blindedby the idea of some free outfits, he eventually let himself get talkedinto riding out for a winnow through the wardrobes the following lunchtime.Although there was something a little uncomfortable about how Vic lookedat him in skirts. Sam knew from sharing a house with him in his firstyear that Victor was a good mate and a genuinely nice bloke, so he.