“You would like to have one experience of your own. You just don’t know how and with whom.” Praveen finished off for me.My silence gave away my ...ffirmation.A few hours earlier:Grunting and sweating, I hefted my last suitcase up the narrow stairs to the upper floor. I had shifted to the upper floor of a family house; my room was a modest bedroom-kitchen-bathroom. The ground floor was occupied by a family with a son my age. They were quite friendly, and were glad to have me as a tenant as long as. I just felt like I was going to jail.John Wyman was a friend who worked at the 'Shooting Shack' funny name but everyone came here for quality and price. I told John that I needed as many 9MMs as he could sell me and to give me all the magazines for the pistols that he had. Before I could ask for all the semi-automatic rifles in 5.56MM he started to laugh. When I asked for the 5.56MM rifles and all the 12 gauge shotguns and ammunition he was laughing so hard I thought he was going to pass out.. "The woman had a beautiful laugh, as well as a beautiful body. "You are at the Hazelwood Inn. As to how you got here, that was arranged by our mutual friend, Anya." I must have been terribly drunk not to remember anything." I said."To be honest, you were pretty out of it, but I also gave you something to help you sleep. Sometimes it causes temporary amnesia. It will only last a few hours, then you will probably remember more than you want." Oh, why more than I want to remember?" The tea I made. Walking out of the airport they searched for a place to find a good cab when they heard someone calling."Patty, Patty is that you," the person said.Turning Patty smiled and said, "Randy, what are you doing here? You couldn't have come to pick us up, I'm sure, because no one, not even I knew I was arriving today." Us," Randy said studying the younger version of Patty glued to her side and saying, "Hello, what's your name?"Dolores dug her head into Patty's chest and tried to grab her breast.