I love it…” “And I love you,” said the woman. Then blushing: “I mean I love your music. It means so much to me.” “I’m glad to hear it,...�� said Lynn, who smiled, and eased pass the woman to Paul and Tomasz waiting for her at the back with her long-neglected packet of Marlboros. It is Tomasz who takes over from Paul with shuffling soft percussion, while Lynn’s hands hover over the keyboard. At last, it seems right and she breaks the tempo with a few tinkly notes mostly drowned out by the applause. .Uncle:chalo thik hai mai tmse jabardasti nhi karunga waise maine kara bhi ni hai…Mom: accha pheli baar toh kiye the….Uncle:haan pheli baar kuch zyda ho gaya tha…..Mom:sach kahun toh bahut bt pheli baar kisi aur k sath thi toh accgha nhi laga aur roh rahi thi bt ab toh aap ke sath 1.5 month ho gaya ab toh mai sirf aapki hun….Mai man me hi soch rha tha ki uncle 1.5 month se od le rhe hain aur inko pta bi ni chal rha hai aur mom bi inko ab ghar bula kar sex karti hai mje mom se nafrat hone. I just sit there on the couch, still naked, as he dresses. With Kate out of the room, I ask him, "I hope we didn't freak you out too much with the guy to guy stuff. It was a first for me too and I just went with what Kate was guiding us to do. I know I was freaked out a bit about by it but I want you to know that I ended up really enjoying everything we did and I also want you to know that you were great. And a really good sport about it all." Don't worry about me. I enjoyed everything, even. Sie hatte fast zwei Jahre ohne Urlaub für eine Agentur gejobbt, etwas Geld zur Seite gelegt und auch von dem kleinem Erbe ihre letzten Verwandten, einer alten Tante, war noch einiges übrig. Sie hatte Wagen und Trailer bei einer kleinen Tankstelle am Rande der Einöde abgestellt, ihre Lieblingsklamotten angezogen und war losgeritten. Quer durch die Prärie. Ein Handy, ein GPS-System, ein Colt an der Seite, eine Winchester im Scabbard und reichlich Proviant auf einem Packpferd gaben ihr das Gefühl.