Her usual attire was skintight jeans and a tee, with a movie logo or book cover on it. And the tees tended to be pretty tight. Sometimes she even wore...a bra.Eric was enthralled, and being the horndog he was I warned him off. "Don't fish in the company pond, Eric. Make a move on her and we lose our producer and screen writer in a flash. Don't you notice how Dorian tends to hover? Go bang one of those bimbette actresses or something and leave her alone."Leah seemed to like me, though. Maybe. She said nothing, although everyone she saw believed she was just about to speak, perhaps even to say their name…And then, as quickly and mysteriously as she’d come, she was gone. Only the slightest stirring of autumn leaves marked her departure. But they all felt different now that they’d seen her, like a veil they hadn’t realized they were wearing had been pulled away from their eyes at last. The night looked brittle and beautiful. Chann exhaled. Everyone else did too. In fits, the party. Interesting, isn’t it?” David was taken back at her remark, his mind trying to understand it. As the ship docked at Karachi, David searched the crowds lining the dockside for Mr. Smithers, finding him at last, and breathing a sigh of relief. Susan was standing with her eyes wide and with a smile on her face as she took her first look at India. Mr. Smithers was waiting at the gangplank as they disembarked, with a crowd of porters to take charge of their luggage. David introduced Susan as Doctor. ”“I’m a bit hungry. You can all jump in after lunch.” said her son.The rest of the group laughed at Billy and headed back up the path to their picnic.The young man in the homespun clothing looked at the family. Aside from the clothing, it reminded him of his own family, almost... The five family members sat down on the blankets and began sorting through lunch. Jessica and Jane had prepared sub sandwiches and wrapped them in paper; the paper would serve as impromptu plates. The drinks proved.