All the dancing girls took noteand quietly from all points of the bar they returned their rooms. Thebartender kept bar and Madge being the "Miss Kitt..." sort of the place,took notice."Whiskey!" Leon ordered as he tossed a silver dollar on the bar."Plenty of glasses - leave the bottle. And if you know what's good foryou you better keep it coming, and some cold beer." Soon the whiskeywas pouring and the men were dowing shots, two each just to kill thedust and soak up some of the blinding heat. I know Ron will be very good for you."Carol got off my lap and said, "I've known Diana most of my life and I know Ron very well now too. I know Ron will be WONDERFUL for Diana and Claire. So come on you two, I'm dragging you up to bed with Ron. You know I've NEVER done anything nasty to you, Diana. You're my friend and this is the best thing for you." But I don't want to have sex." Who said you'd be having sex? You've seen him around the pool when there've been lots of girls in swimsuits. Has. It was a younger woman, a much younger woman dressed in a pretty dress. ‘This was stupid,’ he thought, but he gave the picture a closer look. It looked a lot like Florence, or how Florence might have looked years ago. The more he looked around, the more junk, woman junk, he saw. He had no idea Florence was such a collector, a collector of such little things, tiny delicate little things, girlish, feminine things. Most of it looked cheap and old, things someone might have bought when they lacked. We didn't notice when it got quiet, but suddenly we heard Bala exclaim loudly. We both became alert at that and watched warily as Bala surged out of the woman's quarters, pulling a half-naked Sally behind her."Look! Look!" she shrilled.Bala dragged Sally in front of Amud and bared her fabulous tits to his view. I say 'dragged' more because I want to, rather than because Sally was resisting. She wasn't resisting and that surprised me. I also found that her lack of resistance touched an explosive.