"Well I just cracked up, couldn't stop laughing, then said,"That's gonna be a bit awkward i'nit?" Not really," he said. "I still have the receipt, you...insensitive bastard."Angela Merkel arrives at Control in Athens airport."Nationality?" asks the immigration officer."German," she replies."Occupation?" No, just here for a few days."I spent a couple of hours defrosting the fridge last night.Or "foreplay" as she likes to call it.I woke up this morning at 8 and could sense something was wrong.I got. After ordering a drink, a nice looking man sat next to me and he struck up a conversation. His name was Jerry and he was 6-2, and about 190lbs with brown hair and brown eyes. He explained he was in from out of town and staying at the hotel down the street. His laid back demeanor was reassuring. Feeling my nervousness he asked me if I was gay, I told him not really, I just wanted to play around for a little adventure. Jerry, informed me he had a girlfriend but also enjoyed the company of. One has to remember that Boston was a mob town and that the mayor or anyone associated with him was vulnerable to blackmail if found in a brothel. “Do you work here ?”, she asked“No ..I work for Alanis…I’m just visiting”, I answeredThe woman was obviously quite scared and didn’t know what to do.“Trust me. We have to leave this place and go to safer surroundings”, I suggested“You look trustworthy…I’ll follow you”, the lady answered, relieved.I grabbed my coat and we walked quickly out of the. The cool breeze from the open door on my marked back, the clock on the wall ticked and those birds behind me still chirping in the trees, normality was outside my body, for me reality was those dreaded needles that I knew were hidden in that bag and I suspected, feared would soon be in me. The alcohol made my reddened nipple`s sting where I had the earlier lashing. He returned to his bag and brought out a handful of those sealed packets of needles, just as I knew he would, saying "We will.