You open thedoor, and there is a stampede of women rushing into your office. Howmany are there? Fifty? Seventy-five? You have no idea. You have n...chance of resisting so many woman, as they quickly remove all yourclothing. You are now completely naked among who knows how many women.They produce a black corset, and with several of them pulling on thestrings, they lace you into it so that you can barely exhale. The corsetends below your nipples on top, and shows your genital area on. Stick your head in a hole and get it whacked with a stick often enough, and you kind of get used to it. Getting the answering machine frustrated him, but he left a message, saying he would be around that evening and to give him a call, and then settled in with a glass of wine and a book he hadn’t had the chance to dip into. A friend called to ask about his trip and they ended up talking for more than an hour. A couple of minutes after they hung up, he was surprised by the doorbell. He opened. Ye kahani aur bhi intresting hai meri ek friend thi uska naam tha tena hum. Woh thi sharmili si thi.humesha mujhse darti thi,ek sin mein uske ghar gaya woh akeli thi, uske mummi papa bahar gaye huwe the. Usne mujhse pucha kya piyoge soft drink yaa kuch hot.mein ne kaha mujhe tu hot hi pasand hai tum mujhe coofe pila do. Woh coffe banane chali gayi. Mein tv dekh raha tha.mein ne socha cd player on karta hoon usmein already ek cd thi. Mein ne play kiya tu usmein blue flim tha. Mein ne usse jaldi. By the time she worked her way to his stint in the Persian Gulf War in 1991, she knew it was about time to shut things down for the day and get on home.Out of simple curiosity she scrolled the photo menu downward, just to see what kind of shots had been gathered in the later years. Here things grew a bit more grim since the entire last section of photos were mostly posthumous newspaper images that accompanied articles dealing with his shooting and its aftermath. These were somewhat depressing.