The previous week’s birthday party rolled before me, as a reel of memories … bringing an involuntary smile on my lips.Ring … Ring … my faithfu... iPhone (which stored many pics and videos for me of my conquests) rang and by the ring tone, I knew it was … Shabu, my partner in crime !!!I answered the call and the first thing I heard …Shabu: Behenchod, woh chuthi aa rahi ki nahi, mere ko tho, raath bhar neendh nahi aaya, rewind kar kar ke dektha tha, tumhara woh video … bol be behenchod, chup kyon. ‘You’re letting them get away with it?’ Revealia snarled at the Reverend who stopped in his tracks and glared at her. ‘By your testimony and evidence we could convict every man whose child has run to him for comfort due to a storm at night! You have not offered one bit of proof!’ Said the Reverend in the most scolding and scathing of calm tones. The rest of us snickered under our breaths, at this development and reveled in the snarling, defeated and red face of Revealia. The woman stormed away. . John, I keep telling you, ‘This is my second trip over this piece of road, and I love it!’ . . . Yeah, okay Bud. Talk to ya when I get pinned up.” I hung up the phone, shaking my head as I digested the information just given to me.“What was that all about?” Linda wanted to know. I felt like telling her it was none of her business, but she’d be nice company if I was going to be stuck in Whitehorse for a couple of days. No sense cutting my nose off to spite my face. I explained that I was. A wild party seemed to be going on at all times - in the background of every picture you could see people frolicking in the pool, crowding into the hot tub, or milling around half-naked in the big living room. There seemed to be more women than men, and the women were all dressed like sluts, if they were dressed at all. Claire's comments about Cahn's party lifestyle certainly seemed to be on target.I recognized a few of the women as porn actresses, which was no surprise. What did surprise me.