‘What happened with Aggie?’ ‘Oh, she retired early,’ Dr Tilley said. ‘She’s happy in the South of France. She married a dental surgeon, on... of the best France could train. He’s got his own practice in Nice, I believe, and he has an Oedipus complex the size of Mount Snowdon, so they’re both very happy.’ ‘I meant that night,’ Sarah said. ‘Was there sex after all?’ ‘Oh, there was,’ Dr Tilley replied. ‘But more importantly, Aggie showed me what had been missing all along from my research – the. She wore the new blouse and started for the door. I immediately got back to my seat. As she came out, her pallu was on the floor and hands on the upper hook of blouse. She said “Masterjee, yeh hook kharab hai”. I said “Maam, laiye mujhe dikhaiye”. She came near me. I stood up and tried to close the hook. It was really having some proble. I was trying hard and was enjoying it as my fingers were touching her upper boobs, sometimes on the flesh and sometime thru the blouse. She was also getting to. I then put on my black bra, put on a tight black silk vest, put on thick make up with red lipstick, pained my French nails, and then put on my wig, also I had very high pink lap dancing shoes with a glass heal, I also wear a think pearl necklace. Waist jewellery,earrings and lots of bangles, I then put on a tight white blouse and a small black mini skirt, finally I put some pink lace ribbons in my hair and a couple around my legs below my arse cheeks. I waited 5 mins before Harry said come out. He introduced himself as Gabriel Newton, a professional poker player who diligently invested all his winnings which he called his ‘comfortable retirement package.’ Honor, in the spirit of her fantasy vacation to become whoever she wished, refused to tell him her name. She opted to be the exotic mysterious stranger. Gabe did not object since, in his mind, this was going to be just another one-night-stand. Just a few minutes before the graceful woman entered the restaurant and caught his.