As I stand in front of the urinal I temporarily think about how loud the music is in the black marble men's room. I joke to myself that no one can hea... you piss as 'La Bamba' blares over the speakers. I finish my business, wash my hands and walk out.Standing in front of me by the phone is the blackest hair and bluest eyes I have ever seen."I told them I needed to make a phone call," she said, "How have you been?" Fine. I had no idea you were back in the area." I answered."I've been back just. .. I wish that I were big," he said softly as the woman's fingers traced patterns into his palm and along the back of his hand. "You know, so the girls would like me... want to be with me..."The woman's eyes were locked on his as well as she began mumbling something under her breath, continuing to draw her patterns over his tingling skin with her nails. The mumbling grew louder, though never loud or clear enough for Duncan to make out what exactly she was saying. As she finished, she clasped. She allowed Me to try him. I almost fainted?Ilone!!! You have betrayed him!!! Ohh!!! How it is possible!!! C’mon Louise!!! It was not possible for Me to resist the temptation. As you know your beloved son is impotent!!! How you dare to speak to me like this!!! You have forgotten how you have come at our home!!! Naked and barefoot!!! Insolent shameless woman!!! OUT!!! Hhha! Good! Anyway! I have another place to find happiness for myself!Ilone stood up and took her handbag.OUT! – And Ilone. There is nothing more to the message and you wonder what I have in mind. You think about what happened the last time you received a message on your computer like this from me. It was almost a year ago. That time it simply said ‘Honey, Meet me in New Orleans at the corner of Bourbon Street and Toulouse at 10pm on February 12. Wear only a light sweater, a long summer weight white skirt, white thong panties and no bra. Stay by the street sign nearest the French Quarter.’ It had a P.S. which said.