On the way to meet Madhan, I could see the hungry awestruck eyes of the 50 years old hostel warden scanning me. The old-aged hostel watchman stared at...me with his popped-out eyes. Even my roommate looked at me with her mouth wide open.The Ola driver had his eyes transfixed on me through the mirror, forgetting the roads. He spoke so softly when he asked where to drop. I enjoyed the dirty stares of these hungry men. I was thinking how I would be feasted by Madhan, with huge expectations.I stepped. It's been quite a journey but 'amor vincit omnia', you know."Her mother laughed. "I thought it was odd that you'd read all that romantic stuff but never went out with anyone." Perhaps," her daughter said, seriously, "one day, I'll tell you why."Her father cornered Charles at about the same time."I think this is probably the time I'm supposed to ask you about your intentions toward my daughter!" he said with a smile."Oh, strictly honourable," said Charles, "In fact, this is where I ask you for. She wants a spinner so can you and your friends help her out?” “Sure Bob,” he called back, “come on guys, gather round and help this lady with her spinner.”“What’s a spinner?” Ruth asked. “Something new but I think you’ll like it” Bob responded as he helped her up onto the stage. He eased her dress over her head and lowered her thong to the floor so that she stood naked on the stage except for her black seamed stockings and spikes. The dwarf called Greg had now laid on his back across a low. I sat reading, it was a beautiful morning, the sun shone and the grass and trees all seemed greener, I scanned the immediate vicinity where I sat, from behind my polarized shades, it was then I noticed the color change, the hues of green masking the fleshy tones of man, a nude man, busy with himself, he was obviously enjoying my company, even if I was not supposed to know of his presence and as I sat there looking at him, doing something illegible, in the eyes of lawmakers, but not to my.