We shot the shit through the first two hands, one of which Dave won in a big way, taking a solid third of my chips in a single hand which prompted me ...o ask about the "Special prize' that Ed had mentioned when he had invited me to this get together.At this Dave and Bill began to chuckle. Obviously trying to contain louder laughter."What?" I asked somewhat petulantly. I didn't understand the reaction this had provoked. "What's the big secret Ed?" I asked as my tone got a little defensive."No. Pahli baar hai na.Waise to ye sab mere liye nayi nahi thi par fir bhi boli: Haan ye maine kabhi nahi ki. Isse kya hota hai?Trainer: Isse tumhare… isse.Uske aise jhijhak se mujhe ab uspar shak hone lag gayi thi. Ki kya ye sachme trainer hi hai, kyuki koi bhi gyn trainer aise sharmata nahi kabhi.Main: Bataona is excersice ka kya fayda hai.Tab jakar woh meri gand par hath rakh bola: Woh iss hisse ke liye achchi hai. Yaha ke muscle development ke liye hai ye.Uske meri gand par aise hath rakhte hi. I'm 53 for gods sake. I have the body of a 53 year old. I have bulges where I shouldn't and things are definitely starting to sag. You should find a girl your own age.' I smiled nicely at him. I was flattered, very flattered that he fancied me. At my age you don't get too much attention, particularly from men 35 years younger than me.Dan took a step closer to me smiling. In my mind I was thinking 'He's probably going to fuck me anyway regardless of whether I agree or not. If I try to leave. His car screeched to a halt and stalled. Not much of a screech, for he had barely been going at fifteen miles an hour. He pounded his fists on the steering wheel, screwing his eyes shut in existential pain.“Y’ a’ reyt, duck?” said a voice. Father Jim looked up. There was a young woman standing by his window, dimly lit by a guttering street-lamp, pouting her lips at him. Her blond hair was piled loosely on her head, her face plastered with far too much make-up – bright red lips, dark lined eyes,.