Along the way, he almost toppled over in theprecarious stilettos, but he got there. He stood there. He turned onthe two work lights clamped to the s...de of the mirror. He pushed hishands down on the table. He gazed hard at himself with an audible gasp.He was dressed in a Playboy Bunny costume all right. His wrists werewrapped in white shirtless French cuffs. A circular nametag, surroundedin black statin ruffles, like a county fair first prize ribbon, hungfrom his right hip in front. It. .Ab tu tumko maan jana chaye….Ka tum aik randi ho.Or wo bhi aala darjay ki.is tara tu aik randi hi feel kar sakti hai….Kiyon kia kahti ho meri randi..Biwi: mein tumko kabhi bhi satisfaction nahi don gi is baat ki..you are wrong.Wrong wrooonng.…​Mein: chalo abhi tu bohat time hai..Meiny socha tha ka tum jaldi maan jao gi or apny ap ko baqi steps sa thora bacha lo gi but as u wish janemun..Biwi: kia mutlab hai tumhara ….Or kia baqi haiii….Mein: chup sali randi ki aulaad.…abhi.Waiter: maaf karna. We opened one side and I crawled in. Quickly Ernie resealed the crate and left me to inspect the Machine while she hid with the others.I sat in the dark for a moment, feeling the cold metal cage against my forehead. I laboriously crawled around the bottom of the crate, feeling above my head for the door catch. Luckily I was close and sprang the hinge, pushing the door inward. Standing up in the door of the Time Machine, I turned on my flashlight and took my first look at Brantwell's most. If I start to do something wrong, they look at me. They don’t shout or anything, but they give me this death look, that wicked scowl I mentioned. If I keep doing the wrong thing they stop me.They have a pretty simple threat.If I don’t toe the line, I go back into that bed with a tube up my nose and a tube into my arm and a tube up my girl-parts and a diaper around my ass because I was too weak to even use a bedpan and a monitor next to my bed that told them exactly what I was thinking – I mean,.