As you lift your head, you see more of the picture— a spacious room, as you thought, as well as an empty throne; three females especially stand out,...greeting you with expectant looks as you examine them. You can tell they're giving you some time to recover."Ah! Just that jawline alone... Mm!"During your inspection, your eyes lock on to a girl who lets out confusing sounds, weirdly enough, to which you take a liking. Dark hair cascades down her temples towards two small shoulders, avoiding a. I was expecting that I might see her somewhere. This came into reality when someone called by my name “Abhay”.I was shocked to see her in front of me. She greeted me by shaking hands & asked me how come I came here today? I replied her that I had some work to do that’s why I came here. She replied me with a big OK. I then asked how she was. How is her hubby & all that. She said everyone is fine & asked about my family. I replied they are fine. Frankly speaking she was looking damn beautiful as. Theholder was a Filipino lady who instantly reminded me of a younger versionof Conchita, medium height, on the plump side, wearing a fairly elegantsummer dress in sharp contrast with the majority of women present dressedvery simply either in shorts or cropped trousers and T-shirts.I waved at her as I started approaching pulling with difficulty myoversized suitcase.I already was feeling the humidity and I started getting sweaty with theeffort. God I badly needed a shower after such a long. “This is Krystal. She’ll be dining with me this evening.”“Oh,” she said, sounding slightly surprised. “Girlfriend or just a friend?”I had the impression that I wasn’t the first person he’d ever brought here.“She’s my mistress,” he said with a laugh. “I’m her sex slave!”She laughed at that and took me by the arm. “Come with me and I’ll show you to your table.” She left Glade standing there.She walked me through the very classy and stylish restaurant. Stonework dominated the atmosphere, with dark.