My favorite hotel was in Colaba , close to everything and had a nice Coffee shop. One evening I saw a rather attractive, tall, slim lady sitting alone...but smiling at me. I went over and asked her to join me, and she did. We talked a bit, her name was Rita,she was staying in that area and was working at a consulate in Cuffe Parade, we discussed about what we did and liked to do. She asked if I had any hobbies and I said, Several, how about you? Just one, men! I guess you could say one of mine is. We took a few moments and basked in the post-coital glow. Being with an older man was so much different from being with guys my age and my head was spinning. I could hear the waves gently colliding against the shore outside his Malibu beach house and it was an interesting juxtaposition to the nervous turmoil I was feeling inside. Then his voice broke me out of my deep reflection and brought me back to the now.“When will Liz get home?” he asked.“She’s your daughter, you should know.”“Hey, now,. One said, “Damn! That Bull’s a bloody dirty dog! An’ I thought butter wouldn’t melt in Abi’s mouth.”The editor Harry scoffed, “Nah. She’s definitely a genuine sweetheart as well as being one tough cookie. She’s fended off a number of known dodgy charmers just at this studio alone, without succumbing to their charms and without offending anyone. I’d put my shirt on Abi being able to resist that freak tosser. She’s probably just a bit upset at how close she might have come to getting caught up in. As I sat there, my hottie sauntered out of the store and walked right past the front of my truck. She glanced in my direction and when I gave her a quick smile and a head nod, she smiled back and proffered a small wave of her hand to acknowledge that she had seen my head nod. Bingo.I rolled down my driver’s side window and then pulled up right next to where she had parked her oversized Ford 350, towing a landscaping trailer, at the gas pumps.As she pumped gas into the truck, I looked in her.