Doesn't matter, so am I."She invited me to her house, we were both a little tipsy and it was just a walk down the road. I said goodnight to my friends...and took my new friend by the arm. We walked to her place, a pretty nice apartment with big spacious rooms and amazing furniture. Looked like it had been decorated by a modern gay interior decorator. :)We talk for almost another hour before I have the courage to lean in and kiss her. She responds more than positively by throwing her whole body. .. uh..." Sandy tried to keep her voice neutral. It was official now, time to be in character."Good thing you're leaving on a Thursday. Airport is hell on Friday." The driver remarked, as the cab rolled down the highway."Well, I uh..." Sandy tried to think of what to say. No topic of conversation was coming to mind rapidly. "So ... pretty nice day today." The weather. It was better than nothing, right?The driver didn't deign to respond, merely turning up the radio. Sandy was momentarily shocked. There were very few other people to be seen as he wandered along the corridors and peeked into each room. The centre wasn't totally empty. There were some scientists doing research, but there was none of the buzz of activity he'd observed the last time he visited."Where is everyone?" Paul asked a tall thin woman with a shaven head and almost totally black eyes who was sitting on a bench. He was afraid for a moment that she was just another Apparition, but she turned her head and smiled at. Actually no one comes to our home, I thought, “Now who will be that knocking the door.” I slowly opened the door and for my surprise it was the police officer standing next the door. I was speechless. He greeted me, “Hello ma’am, how are you?”He was stunned on seeing me in a bright red saree with sleeveless blouse. I got his sights on my boobs and unknowingly I said.“Fine, how are you?”He was staring at my boobs and was saying, “I’m fine. Enough with chitchat, I am on work, get me your son I.