.. " She had leaned over and was kissing me sloppily on the mouth. That damn liquor breath again.Ten minutes later we were in the Midtown Tunnel, head...ng toward Queens and points east. I had been a little wobbly at first, but her late-model Buick rode steady as a tank."Over there. That'll lead you to the LIE." The what?" The Long Island Expressway. I can tell you haven't been in New York long. Don't worry, you're doing fine. You're a real gentleman, by the way. Not like my ex-husband, that. Only last week I had a dinner at an upscale restaurant with a recently divorced Pediatrician. He was only in his mid-thirties and his only drawback seemed to be a bad case of dandruff. He kissed me several times in the car and was upset when I pushed his hand out of my lap before he could start an exam of my pelvis. I told him I liked him but was not ready to grant him carnal knowledge of my private places just yet. I was not surprised when he did not call back as promised. It was typical of. Awazein bata rahi thi ki mama mami aapas mein lage hue the. Isliye maine rukna hi sahi samjha. Thodi der baad woh dono baatein kar rahe the.Mama- Pitaji se baat hui thi. Woh jijaji (yani mere pitaji) ke saath parson aayeinge aur jijaji ke saath hi tumko sona padega.Mami – Main koi baazaru aurat nahi hoon ki har kisi ke saath so jaaun.Mama – Chup kar. Sab apne hi hai aur abhi tak toh sirf pitaji ne hi kiya. Main bhi toh unke hi sharir se nikala hua tukda hi hun. Aur rahi baat jija ki. Toh woh. ''Thank you Heather,' I said sweetly, running my fingers over thekeys and I heard a few of the band laugh softly.I stood by myself, sipping a cup of tea when Cleo came up.'You're pretty good,' she said grudgingly.'Thanks, same for you.''The charts are easy,' Cleo said and I nodded. 'Heather doesn'tlike complicated arrangements,' she said, looking over atHeather who was in deep and seemingly heated conversation withBarbara.'Have you been in the band long?'Cleo laughed. 'I've survived one tour.