Larry scanned the document, looking for loopholes. Finally, he looked up at Phil. "All of this - for a class 3 lie? And one hour a week for a year?... He frowned. "What's a class 3 lie?"Phil smiled. "Remember that `I did not have sex with that woman' lie? Well, that was a class 5. About as big and blatant as they go. Class 3 is something between that and `Sorry, auntie, I have a terrible cold and can't make it'." He shrugged. "Not enough to ruin a politician's reputation, but enough to. Hey, yeah. Why dont you join us? Dan responds. You can be on Daves team, and Ill play with Katlin. Alright. Lets play 8-ball. Ill break, Dave says. He makes a solid break, but none of the balls hit a pocket. Katlin, youre next, Dan says, and theres a stripe set up perfectly for you. He points to one of the stripes that is close to a pocket, but would require her to stretch almost all the way across the table. I better take my time. I dont want to miss such an easy shot, she says, as she leans. I introduced myself as Azeeza Amir and extend my hand for him to shake. He hesitates. Like a lot of Canadians, he’s used to hijab-wearing Muslim women who won’t shake hands with men they aren’t related to because they follow Islamic custom to the letter. Not me. Hesitantly, he shakes my hand, and introduces himself as Raul Jean-Pierre. I smile. His name sounds so Haitian. Oh, well. I do like these bad boys. Raul and I start talking, or should I say flirting. He’s a second-year student at the. Etc. Frankly, I was a bit irritated with myself as to why I had given my name to help. I had forgotten about this as it had happened about 4 or 5 years back…. Also, I was not happy about taking care of kids or rather brats for 3 days. On the other hand I though this may be a change and spending some time in Goa where I had lots of friends could be a stellar idea. So I agreed and asked her to send me the trip plan / program so I could plan. She transferred me back to her secretary who confirmed.