Savita was dressed in a sky blue sari which was like all her other saris transparent. Though she had her breasts perfectly covered with a tight fitted...blouse, her flat stomach and curvy waist were naked to the public eye.Back in the bar:The yellow t-shirt guy recalls how the salesman would ask for water as an excuse to get inside the house. He compliments the salesman by saying that it was a smart act.‘yes water was not the only thing I was thirsty for!’ quips the salesman.Savita’s house:‘Maám. He had brought a picnic lunch and a blanket with him. We had the most romantic lunch in a grove of maple trees on my parent's land. We couldn't keep our hands off each other. One thing led to another and in the end, he made slow sweet love to me. It was a slow, patient, gentle love. Perfect for my first time.I felt flushed, and somewhat nostalgic, remembering my first time. I was on my back, my legs were drawn up and wide under him. His eyes looking deep into my soul. My hands were on his. At ten meters he noticed the entrance to the outside world was open.Gazing at what was beyond the entrance, Billy whispered, “Max escaped.” Dropping his shoulders, he turned around to observe all the broken furniture. He detected something which looked like a figure of a body.It was Tony, the security guard. He was lying on his back motionless. He appeared to have something in his mouth. On inspecting the corpse closer, that is when Billy realised what was in his mouth. Billy started to shake. Not to be outdone I replied, “Forty-five minutes—one shower, Ray!” I took a beer and walked away leaving him to draw his own conclusions.It was almost time for dinner so we all had to give Ray our orders; the adults all had burgers, the girls, hot dogs. There was also a delightful tossed green salad, some homemade potato salad, and coleslaw. We enjoyed the food and the company and the conversation. It was amusing to listen to the girls fantasize about our upcoming wedding; it was not.