He pulls a chair in front of me and sits.this is a regular chair so his face is level with my thieghs! "Hey do you play a lot of tennis?. No, I don't ...nymore but like the dress. He says it does look nice on you. I go to his balcony and say you got a nice view here."Oops",not wanting to here his answer I ask for another glass.he gets up and I take his seat.He hands me my glass and sits in the barstool,now I can see up his pant leg and this being the 80s he had those short shorts.I kind of start. Ah well. I rented the Desi porno…went home and played. Sat down with my “sarson ka tale”(trust me.its the best for jerkin). Movie Playing…BEHANCHOD…SHIT…YEH TO WOHI AURAT HAI JO MUJHAY DUKAN PAR MILEE THI!!! I checked her name at the end of the Film…It was Neeli. I then used to jerk just thinking about Neeli…only Neeli The next time I planned my trip to the video store I made sure that I bumped into her. 4th January I went to the store. Yes She is there… Wah kya timimg hai…Excuse me Neeli? Jee. ”“Did he now? And what did Mr. Grant want.” I’m sure the satellite carrying our call frosted over.“I think he wants to ask me out on a date,” Cinnamon said. “He’s handsome.”“He’s way too old for you, Cinnamon!” I said a little too vehemently. What was I thinking?”“Jealous?” she teased.“No! I’m not interested in Mr. Grant. And I won’t date a client. Now why did he come around?”“He said he was worried about you. Frankly, I’d say you should be worried about him.”“Why?”“He was on crutches.”“What. "If that's the Rascal, then who's driving the bus? The kids? And why are they violating the restricted area?" We got no choice, Jer." Smitty said with a tone of regret."I know, I know," Cranston depressed the transmit button under his thumb."HQ, HQ, this is forty-two. We have a breach in area Bravo. Repeat, breach in area Bravo." Cranston slowly shook his head and muttered to himself."Why'd you do it, Red? Why?"The sound of the Rascal blasting off from the Fletcher still reverberated in Red's.