But she was too polite to complain, and fixed her gaze through the dusty window at the plains beyond, steadily chewing her gum."So, why have you come ...o Africa? And by yourself?" he asked after long last."Writer's Block!" She replied. "That was the reason." 'Writer's Block'?" wondered Albert, unsure whether this was some illness peculiar to California."Yes. About a year and a half ago. Somehow, the flow just stopped. I just could no longer write poetry. I would spend hours on the computer, and. Tricks of the trade. Style and substance, knowledge and variety. Best efforts, in short. She was still doing so. And he was still talking. Yap yap yap. Yadda-yadda-yadda."Bet you know all about guys like me", he was saying. "Bet you've got me pegged, as you Americans say." His hands were working on her breasts, the fingers stubby and a little callused. Occasionally, he tweaked her nipples, often too hard. Once, she had to warn him, but after that she put up with it in the interests of those. I stood back from the bar and slowly turned the stool to face me, know this would give the guys an ideal view. In the mirror I saw them shift in their seats as I placed a hand on Gail's knee parting her legs. Gail looked at me with slight panic as I ran a finger up her inner thigh and stroked the entrance of her now damp pussy. This brought a loud gasp from one of the guys. Gail drained the rest of her drink and carefully put the glass on the bar and she steadied herself as my finger tip rubbed. Kuch pata nahi chal raha tha. Unka msg aaya tension mat lo ham dono sath em hi he.Ab aaram se so jau. Bas aese hi me khayal karte karte so gya. Fir driver ne muje avaj lagayi sahb uth jao. Me ne dekha car ek superb vialla ke samne padi thi rat ke karib 1 baj chuke the. Mene dekha vo white jaugvar bhi vaha pdi thi. Fir muke room dikhaya gya or kaha shower leke fresh ho jao. Me shower lene under gya. Shower chal raha tha to pata nahi chala koi under aa chuka tha. Bath k galss me se mene dekha koi.