“Young, very young” remarked Shah and smiled. “Have you done any assignments before?” Gupta asked her, and Sowmya nodded back. In the meantime... someone knocked at the door, a waiter came in with a bottle of whisky and some snacks. They tipped him handsomely before he left the room, leaving them alone with the girl.“Why don’t you show us some modeling skills” Gupta told to Sowmya, “Show us some ramp walk”. She nodded and stood up. Shah turned on the TV and put on the Fashion TV. There was a. But she left me to go to Gary, to get love from Gary. I tried to hate him, but I couldn't. Gary had saved me. Gary had brought me to Moira. Gary was letting me stay.I imagined the two of them together in his bed. Her long red hair, his warm smile, his eyes. His eyes! I could see them kissing. I could feel her breasts. I tried imagining Moira at the aft rail like Kate, and Gary behind her. No. That didn't seem like her. Moira wouldn't want something so impersonal.Kate had been getting fucked, I. Them, I mean, not me. And before you yell at me for giving alcohol to underage kids, it was only one shot.When they didn't see the revulsion and judgment they expected from me, (would have expected from any adult), things got a little easier. There was another speed bump when Sherry got involved, sexually, but after that the atmosphere was less troubled by confessions and admissions.And part of that was because I was honest with them too, about how all this was affecting me.It gave me a fucking. Those are not our regular clientele."I laughed. "Bubba, you run a shit-kicker joint. You don't have clientele." I may put in a fern," he laughed. "Be careful."I eased my way around the floor avoiding two couples already dancing. Got to the table. The two guys eyed me in a less than friendly way. Donna, it seemed, was a bit out of it."Mind if I ask the lady to dance?" I said.The older of the two said, "Sure, long as it ain't the horizontal bop."I'm thinking that this guy's all about 'class'..