I thought not go there in this dress. I was feeling tired and needs some fresh air as the room was having very small window on top where i could not s...e anything. There was a stair case going up and i saw some light so i thought to go to top for open air the stair case was very steep and narrow. i climbed and reach up to last step when my night got struck with my healed chappal and i fall back. i cried but someone hold me.He just picked me and asked how r u. I had severe pain in my ankle as it. I tried to recognize the place, however the room did not ring any bells. I looked at the men there and I recognized only one. It was Alex. He saw me and got up, walking to me as the other men all started saying things like "Good Morning Baby."Another man said, "There she is." When Alex got to me I simply asked "Where's the bathroom, I have to pee."Alex said, "I'll take you." I noticed that Alex was wearing his boxers. As I looked around the room I saw three men naked and the rest were like. "I write novels," he replied. "Historical fiction?" she asked looking up into his eyes. Devlin nodded. "Now I know where I know your name! I love your books. I just finishedthe one about the Wild Geese, the Irish mercenaries who fought in Europein the 1600s. I especially loved all the historical references." "Why, thank you," he replied. "You are by the far, the most lovely personwho has ever read one of my books." Bridget smiled and then took another sip of her tea. She couldn't believehow. I have to say this, slut she may have been but discriminating she was not. Man or woman, she didn't care as long as they got her off. Try to imagine my surprise when I came home to find her in bed with a hermaphrodite, guess she must have thought he/she/it was the best of both worlds.And so, at the ripe old age of forty-eight I found myself having to move into an apartment. By the way, my name is Reginald Stokes. I hate the name! It makes me sound like some millionaire's butler, so I have my.