I have to find her." Use the lights, Lawrence. Don't think, just use lights. You great master, use it. Find the precious one." She then got all soft, ...nlike the Bala I knew. "I like her. Please. She is very special." I know. I like her, too, Bala. Goodbye and thank you."I rung off, slightly puzzled by their comments.You know, it was beginning to irritate me. With all advice I had been getting lately to quit thinking, I was beginning to think... , well there I went again, thinking. Anyway,. “You? Did I stab you badly?” “No, just a cut.” I tried to change the subject. “I think we are in the basement. It’s time to call for help.” “Yes, good idea.” No one answered our cries, unbelievable as it is. “We have to wait,” I said. My eyes still could not adjust to the darkness. I was seeing only the blurry contours of her shirt. I sat up and tried to stand on my feet. And hit my head hard in the broken boarding, which forced me to sit down again. “What are you doing?” “Do not try to. Panos opened the door with a speedo swimwear and must had an oil on the body cause it was shining and it was beautiful. He told us to come in and drove as to the back yard. It was like paradise. Big yard, with trees and flowers, cut grass and some deck chairs. On the table were our coffees. We sit and start chatting. He told as if we like to sunbath to take of our clothes. It will be ok. Kostas starts to undress and stays with the underwear. Panos then asked me.Panos: “You don’t want to. If not then I will know you’re having fun sticking a wet hole,” George laughed. “Good luck there buddy.” (George did not know the size of Romero’s package, and Romero was never going to let him know either if he could help it, despite how friendly they had become).Romero hung up and dried off and dressed. If Shirley called he wanted to take her out to some nice restaurant and a bar where dancing was available as she just loved to dance. Though our hero did dance well it was not what interested.