The walk back to the hotel was similarly stimulating. We stopped on several occasions for long deep passionate kisses. Back at the hotel we could hear...the vibrant disco music coming from the hotel roof bar, so thought we’d give it a go.My wife asked me to wait a moment as she needed to go to the loo to refresh her make up. She looked like every man’s dream as she emerged from the powder room and I joined her to head for the lift. As the door closed, she looked at herself in the mirror adjusting. I had the usual stash of magazines that I wanked over most days. For some unknown reason I also got turned on by the fashions of the day, women in long skirts and rounded collar blouses with platform sole shoes and boots. As it was the seventies men's fashions were similar and my Mother had bought me a new "Sunday Best" outfit consisting of a green rounded collar shirt, black wide flared trousers and a a pair of black platform Chelsea boots. I pretended not to really like them, and I tended to. Jab main raat ko room me ja raha tha to dekha ki wo room ka darwaaja khula tha jaha wo ladkiyan rahati thi. waise hi mujhe kya huwa ki maine room ke ander jhaka. room me koi nahi tha. wahi dekha ki priyanka bed me padi hui thi aur room me aur koi nahi tha. maine dekha ki kahin uski dost nandana hai. maine idhar udhar bathroom ki taraf bhi dekha, magar koi nahi tha.Priyanka ne mini skirt pahan rakhi thi. magar wo iss halat me thi ki uski penty sab dikh rahi thi. usne gulabi colour ki penty. I rode into Dry Creek on Wednesday and booked a room at the hotel/saloon. Dry Creek was a medium size town for that part of NMT, so it had one hotel and four saloons. There were two general stores, a barber shop, a "Mexican" restaurant, two livery stables and, surprise, a church, but no jail. The bank was in a building unto itself. All of the other buildings of the town were well spaced away from the bank. I don't know if this was planned, but I can't see the reason, if it was.I was pretty sure.