I am basically from Mangalore. But, I work and live in Bangalore since 3 years. Now this incident happened while I was traveling from M’lore to B’...ore. I had reached the M’lore airport almost one hour early and had wait to for the flight. Then I saw a lady walking towards me and she sat besides me in the airport lounge. She was a bit chubby but she had a cute face and huge boobs and a curvy ass.I wanted to talk to her but I dint knew how to start the conversation. So, I was busy watching. I went into my room and got out an outfit that I haven't worn in ages which made me have a flashback moment where my son was 3 and I had gone out for the night with my friends and got a babysitter that my friends requested and she came this 17 year old girl named Lisa and I left her with my son to go out for the night and I got drunk and my friend’s gave me a bag and said “let’s go back to mine” and we go in one of my friend’s car who doesn't drink and we want to her home and we got her home. When i went to my class floor i saw my sexy Priya with arrogant Miss Shamila, she was my H.O.D. As I went pass them, that arrogant bitch called me and this conversation took between us; Shamila: were u been during class hours.Me: mam I was in the rest room.Shamila: what were u doing in the rest room, for this long time?Me:(in my mind i thought of saying, i was fucking brains out of the staff standing next to you) mam i had a digestion problem so only it took this much time.Shamila: don’t act, I. “Weren’t you taught to never mix business with pleasure?” teases Kim after downing the last mouthful of the frothy barley he had been imbibing.“But isn’t that what escort services are all about? You pay to get pleased!” Wallace shoots back.“Touche!” comes the rejoinder from the red eyed local. “They never put that into consideration when they coined that phrase.” Hic.“So sir, where do I get escort services around here? These babies are too blue” Wallace laments in a pity-evoking tone, one hand.