. Ye to dono mard the.” She said.“Ye 21 sadi hai. Yahaan to janwaro ko bhi nai chodte log.” I said.“Yaani aurat aur aurat bhi sambhog karti ha...n?” She asked.“Haan! Tumko nai malum tha?” I asked her.“Naa.. Ek baat bolu thaare ko??” She asked.“Haan bolo.” I said.“Maare to tu bohot pasand hai.” she said smiling at me shyly.“Haan mujhe bhi tum pasand aayi. Isme sharmane waali kya baat hai?” I asked her.“Naa.. Tu samjhi naahi. Maare ko tu uss tara se bohot pasand aayi.” she said looking at my navel.. Keep an eye out for other oracular accidents.And many other adventures.Evenutally, the party began to wind down. Lucy, her Indiana Jones costume in a roll under her arm, met up with me as I was tidying up after the last of the professional revellers had taken their parties into their rooms. "Steve," she asked, then paused."Yes?", I prompted, putting my soapy rag down and facing her."I was wondering if you could do me a favor." Lucy, the Zipper is going to lose its power at dawn, which is in. It would take him two hours to drive to Chicago, at least, maybe more. She'd deliberately not inquired where he and Sue were living, just to make sure she didn't try to do something stupid, something that she'd regret later."What did you want to do?" she asked. "Other than rest." How about a round of golf?" You're kidding." No, I'm serious. You probably need the practice, and I'm not quite up to another round in bed."She shrugged. "Sure, why not?" She considered what to wear. Well, she'd vowed. ‘Which one?’ ‘The black one with the silver buttons all the way up.’ I replied. It didn’t matter now and he would find out soon enough. ‘Least it wasn’t my gray one,’ Gayle growled in response staring at the mirror. His eyes were still glowing a light blue so he wasn’t too upset with me. ‘Anyway I’m going out tonight. I haven’t gone out in weeks.’ ‘Be my guest. I need time to think anyway. What day is it?’ I asked no longer interested in Gayle. ‘Thursday.’ Good I had no need to force my hand.