“Kamal ki aurat hai, aisi aurten kam hi dekhne ko milti hai.” Nisha meri aur dekhte hue boli. “Haan tum sahi keh rahi ho, itna atmavishws kisi m... kam hi hota hai. Pooja un aurton me se hai, jo chaha wo har hal me hasil karti hai.” Maine Nisha ki bat ka jawab diya. “Mai shuru se hi tumhe dekh rahi thi. Jab tum Pooja ko chod rahe the to mujh se raha nahi gaya, mai bhi is sunder aurat ki choot dekhna chahti thi, isiliye chali aayi.” “Koi bat nahi, accha tum Ceasers Palace ke bare me kuch bata rahi. The kitchen had obviously been given a thorough renovation in the not too distant past. The stainless steel stove and refrigerator were both state-of-the-art and the tiling on the floor still looked quite new, as did the large picture window behind the wooden table and chairs in the breakfast nook, elegant in their simplicity, as were the matching cabinets and the butcher-block island in the center of the floor.Aside from a coffee mug and a small dish in the sink, the room was immaculate – not. I'll call John, but go do something, anything, until I call you. I already told the guy that you are out of town."The only place I could think of was to go back to the air park so I drove out there. When I walked into the office, Star looked up at me and asked, "Do you have time to take a charter to D.C.? We just got this call to take a guy up there and bring someone else back. The someone else is in New York, so you have to go into Islip out on Long Island to pick up the return passenger. Oh,. It sounded like she was a bit ashamed, which is strange because she's never backwards about sharing sexy thoughts with me."What? Like Christmas Cards?" I asked, trying to lighten the nervousness I heard in her voice."No. Erotica," she replied. I gave her a moment but she didn't continue."So like pornos for blind people," I asked, trying not to giggle."You're not taking me seriously," she pouted; I didn't need to see the pout, I could hear it."I'm sorry, sweetie," I said. "Do you write pornos?".