I made a show of making calls to friends asking about repairing services. Then I said to her, we can only start in the morning, we will have to spend ...he night here in some hotel. She didn’t say anything walked back to the hotel and booked a deluxe room for us. I led her to the room and told her to get comfortable and went out. When I came back Rupa had changed into a simple cotton sari and was watching TV. I took out my clothes and got into a lungi without wearing anything above. I asked her. Like I said it was a pretty popular bar and it does a lot of business, especially on Friday and Saturday nights. I can tell when the waiting line at the lady’s room gets too long because the girls start coming out back to pee.There is a gate in the fence that separates the bar from my backyard. I installed the gate so that the owner of the bar could send someone over on Sunday mornings to pick up all of the beer cans and bottles that get tossed into my yard every weekend. It was part of a deal. I gave it a grateful pat when I saw it again, it had saved my life twice over—once when I'd shot Quiller and again when Golden hadn't realized it was empty.One of the FBI guys commented that it did indeed look like a kid's toy gun. I told him it shot just fine, real bullets—or one, anyhow. "Try it if you want to," I said. He declined.After a while they loosened up enough to actually give out a bit of information rather than (as is cops' usual way) simply acting as bottomless receptacles for. "This is Robert, and my friend Natty," The Asian girl yelled. She had a very sexy voice, and my cock began to grow and strain against my pants. "My name is Tracy!"Natty moaned loudly and closed her eyes. "Is she-" Tracy cut me off again, before I could finish my inquiry."I think Robert in fingering her right now. Right, Robby?"The young man nodded his head, then bent close to Natty's ear and whispered something into it."So, what's your name?" Tracy asked me as she pushed me into a seat."Danny…".