”I crossed the floor to where Shamita was sitting. It was a mistake…my immediate closeness made it all too real for her and she sat up. “No. We ...an’t…I can’t do this to Bhagvan. You have to go.” Shamita stood and pulled my arm – not hard, but enough to let me know she wasn’t going to negotiate. I apologised for making her feel uncomfortable and she quite sincerely told me, “Don’t give it another thought. We were both turned on and almost did something silly. No harm, no foul, but you should. Eventually, the teasing became too much for her. "Fuck! You're going to make me cum just doing that.", she moaned as she started to stumble backwards. I kept a tight hold of her wrists as we both stumbled against the wall behind her. She moaned as her back slapped against the wall and straight away she tried to get herself free again. I tightened my grip even more and slammed her hands against the wall whilst lifting them up in the air even higher almost making her have to stand on her tip. What the hell, he thought no one knows me here.The club sure was different then he thought. There were all kinds of people here, from suits to some that looked as if they were on their way to a halloween party. At least I won't stand out he figured as he took a seat at the bar. The bartender came up and asked what he wanted. "Something that will make me forget today," he replied. He watched as the bartender fixed his drink.The bartender seem to look up at someone and nod his head toward him.. You'll probably recognize the members of my 'gang'."One by one they entered from the shadows. First was Walter Hamm, at least that was true. He was a small time hood with a knack for cracking safes. Next was Joseph Brooks, a thug with a rap sheet as long as your arm?burglary, assault, grand theft auto. Third was Alfred Friedman. He was more of a white collar criminal. He was best know for hustling old ladies out of their pensions. "You may not recognize the final member, but she/he really, was.