He seemed to be talking to a friend, someone intimate. His voice was different. Gone were the measured diction and professional tone. Now he sounded s...reetwise, more “from-the-hood.”"Nah, I can't make it tonight baby… I don't care if he’ll be home tomorrow. Anyway, just get a hotel like you did last time…Tell him you were out with your girlfriends and didn't want to drive drunk... uh-huh, yeah… Listen, I gotta go. I’m with a client."Through the French-door curtains, Karen could see him sitting. .Nidhi – chhi kitne gande hog aye ho tum Rohan, kitni gandi baate kar rahe ho (meri taraf dekhte hue usne boli)Lekin baat yaha kuch or ho gai, Nidhi ne jo jo mujse nahi kaha tha ab us ki wo baate bhi samne aane lagiRohan – are wah darling jab tak ek bar mera paani apne mu me nahi leti leti ho tab tak tumhari chut chodne nahi deti or ab tum muje bol rahi ho k me gandi bat kar rha hu.Ye sun kar mene apni eyebrow upar karte hue uski taraf dekhi to Nidhi apni pol khulte dekh bate banana lagi to. "That's a strange way to say it."He laughed with me and said, "Think of it clinically. A warm stiff appendage deposits little wiggly things into a moist environment, and they swim toward their objective. One lucky dude gets there first - or is stronger - and you have a baby." That's about it!" I smiled.His face took on a serious look and he said, "First though, the three of us have to get to know one another. Do you guys like Chinese, or the Beatles?" Chinese food, sure,"I replied. "My Mom used. " She just arrived sir." Thank you," he said closing his cell phone.A moment later, he saw her blonde curly hair that hung down her back, and her full figured body that matching the few pictures he had seen of her. She stepped up to the bar and waited for the bartender to return, looking around to see if she could spot him. Anderson motioned the waitress and she quickly came over and asked, "Yes sir?" The blonde at the bar," he said pointing at her. "Give her whatever she wants, and please,.