I was getting sexually frustrated and homesick at the time thinking of the days I used to bang padma. Also the hotel food was beginning to bore me, so...I decided to hire a cook for the weekend’s atleast.I told the landlord my requirements and on Sunday he came and knocked on the door. Next to him, was a middle aged woman? He introduced her as gowri, my cook. I was a bit surprised because I had not expected a woman really. He said she was a good cook, fixed a reasonable salary and she also spoke. Behind the hardness of those merciless eyes, she saw lust... and she knew. H-He wants me!"Pearson's not here!" the leader snapped.She swiveled her eyes around to see that he was a short, square man, with very white hair. N-No... I'm wrong! They're looking for Arnie! Then, she remembered. He had told her some people were trying to find him... And, they have!"How about having a little fun with his wife... while we're waiting for him to show?" the third man in the bedroom suggested.They think. They weren't squeezing very tight, just enough to let her know they were there. The mystery man lowered her legs back to the bed and crawled up onto her then, straddling her hips. He started to run his hands all over her breasts. His smooth gloves felt both strange and exciting. He squeezed her breasts and checked her wrists to make sure her bindings weren't too tight. She felt surprisingly comfortable. "You are so beautiful, Sonni. I think your husband is a lucky man." "I think I'm a lucky. At the back of the room four hooded women stood, shackled and silent.I started off with a short presentation summarising some of the things that I felt we'd not been good at previously, particularly the whole thing around not responding to customer needs. I gave them a short case study on the way we were becoming more interactive; using the project that we'd done for the Kalinin's son. If nothing else I thought it might help drum up some more custom acquisition work that way and some of them.