Up and outta that place. Up the cement staircase to the street. It was only a short stroll to Times Square, the imperial asshole of the world.I had a ...lan. I'm nothing, if not resourceful. The store sign read "Novelties and Souvenirs." Told the clerk I wanted a custom imprinted t-shirt. Invested $25 of my stash and got a form-fitting shirt reading: "1001 Variations." It showed off my pecs real good.Ambled uptown into rich folks' country. Upper East Side. The Casbah itself. The accumulated. Lightly, I grasp your hand in mine as I lead you down the hallway into the cavernous guest room. The curtains are drawn. The room is engulfed in obscurity. Turning to you, I press lightly down on your shoulders. Obediently, you drop to your knees on the soft, plush carpet and kneel, motionless. I move around the large room lighting candles. I return, standing before you in the warm glow of the flickering light. You raise your head, looking up at me as I lock my eyes on yours. Delving into my. 5 height with good structure. But I had only seen her through whatsapp profile pic. She was fair and had a beautiful smile on her face always. She had come to know about where I stay and when am I going to b free and all. So one day she directly asked me, if I m interested in having sex? I was taken aback at first thinking of isn’t it too fast to progress and all. Later she herself pointed out that she only wanted to have a good time with me. I finally agreed. She said she stays in her home, so. ?" At 5 in the morning?" Sarah asks."That what the siesta's for!" Dannii shrugs. After we check in, thefive of us head to the comfortable departure lounge, where Katie andSarah take the opportunity to get a little extra sleep- and Danniitakes the opportunity to keep talking at a million miles an hour,seemingly unaware that no one's interested in listening to her."Oh my god," Dannii enthuses, irritating not just myself and Laurenbut many of the other travellers as well. "I haven't been to Spain.