She said that her name was Nisha (name changed for privacy).I also stopped drinking further and held onto the drink I had (later I was happy that I di...n’t drink much because that contributed to thebest experience of my life).She then asked about me and likewise I asked about her. Nisha suddenly showed a photo in her mobile where a guy was posing with her who looked a little like me. Then I asked more about her and also got introduced to her friends although I don’t remember any of those. It was unnerving as the effect was devilish and I used to turn my head off and she would then giggle.This went on for a couple of months and she even got bold enough to talk to me in between when she used to come to fetch water for the shop or when they wanted water in the evenings they used to ask us to connect the hose pipe that we used for gardening so that they can take water from the back without coming all the way to the front of the villa.During these chit chats I got to know that she. The three of them werestanding in front of the cottage when the older gentleman and his wife bothdropped to a knee and bowed their heads. Feeling it wise to follow suit,Gwyneth did the same. As she dropped to her knee, she saw her ring cometumbling out of her pocket and land on the ground in front of her; just outof reach. She kept her head bowed, but not so much that she couldn't see thering. She was determined not to let it out of her sight.The clamor was getting louder and louder until. When they arrived I was pretty drunk which explains what happened next.The first dancer came out dressed like a cop. He was a well built guy in his mid 20's with dark hair. He quickly shed his outfit and danced around the room in a thong. The scene was pretty funny as the women hooted, hollered and whistled as he dance. He moved from one woman to the next and ground and danced with each of them. He moved over to dance with my wife and she looked at me and laughed.The dancer turned my wife.