Me: Oh, come on, don’t flatter me. I have a boner, oops.Shilpa: Really? How big is little prince of yours, haha.Me: You have to meet him in person. ... don’t like boasting about him.Shilpa: Oh! This is by far the yummiest invitation I have received from any guy. We haven’t met before, don’t be shocked when we meet?Me: Thank you. Your voice is so lusty. I am sure you have a voluptuous body waiting to be deeply explored.Shilpa: Do you read minds, or it’s just I am horny? Shall we meet today?Me:. One clay man. Easy. Ten? Break a leg. One hundred? That was a suicide mission. Jean had no way of knowing how many rats were swarming that decrepit hole. And if Shen was down there. She shivered.The ground groaned with the creaking of a subway train reaching its destination. Eureka. Jean spotted a nearby subway station. They had to be using the underground network. She smiled and pulled out her phone, checking the map. As long as she had her compass, she could track them through the subway. "I had forgotten how good this was." Yeah, me too lover. We really had something back then didn't we?" Tinasmiled down at her.They eventually disentangled and kicked off their keels and peeled offtheir dresses; sitting on the lounge clad only in their lingerie andpantyhose.They lit cigarettes and Tina went to the small open kitchen and flung icecubes into glasses and poured generous measures of Jack Daniel's and asplash of coke.Sarah considered her dilemma. If she took the drink she was. Tipsy right now.-Excellent. What do you drink? We can sip on something when you come over.-Browns.-I got Jack Daniels.Two minutes passed by. The biker texted again.-That's wassup! Uber be here in 5 mins. It gone take 20 min to get to you.-Awesome! I'll be waiting.Devin bounced up. He slid the coffee table to the far right side of the living room. He pulled the cushions from the sofa and let out the bed. He lit a vanilla cupcake scented candle. He ran to his bedroom and changed clothes. He.