Main last year jaipur shift hua. Usally yahan ane ke baad main apna call boy ka job start kiya. Mujhe last month ek mail aya, usme likha tha ki jaipu... ki ek lady mujhse services lena chahti hai, maine unhe apna number de diya aur unse milne ka plan set kiya, unhone mujhe rambagh circle k pass milne ko kaha,Main theek time se wahan pahuch gaya, maine dekha thodi hee der main ek black Honda city mere pass akar ruki, unhone mera naam pucha aur confirm kiya, main gadi main beth gaya aur wo mujhe. I gave him the run down on my assignment and he sighed and told me he would trade with me any day. He had to figure out how to pitch an idea to the President he knows he will hate. I can’t help thinking how much I would just love to go over to his desk climb on his lap and kiss him. I am in the midst of this fantasy when he interrupts me with an invitation to go to the mess to get something to drink. I accept of course and we head out. He asks me what I want and I say a beer and he looks. “That you…” I stumbled over the words, “masturbated them.”Her face took on a resigned look and Kristi asked about the extent of the rumor. I assured her it had almost died by the time I’d left school. I felt bad having brought the topic up and now I wanted to quash it… but I also wanted know more.“So…” I ventured, “can I ask why? What was the whole glove thing about?”Kristi shook her head and sighed. “It was just me being rebellious, kind of, I think. I’d always been fascinated by… penises. It. “You know the drill, Annie,” the woman said, “I’ll have to look into your purse to check for foreign drinks and such.” “If course, Lucy”, my friend complied, lifting her purse onto the counter and opening it, and after a cursory glance, the woman nodded. Then things got crazy, because the woman asked me to give her my hand for the stamp. And I was torn. Of course I needed to let her give me the admission stamp, but then, Anne’s words - whatever happens - raced around my head, and I just stood.