I grabbed up both my bag and his weed bag and slung them over my shoulders. Then after taking my bandanna and shades off and pocketing his bowl, I pic...ed Tyson up and put his arm around my shoulders and started dragging him back towards the main road. About a minute later, I emerged into the main road supporting him. A few people looked at us strangely.“My buddy was back there puking his guts out,” I said in a friendly voice. “He’s had a little too much to drink tonight, so I’m taking him. ———- I turn my wrist to check the time on my black watch. Its 11.58 on a cold Friday night, and I am pushing my weary feet across the pavement down 52nd Street, my white heels clicking and clacking. In one hand is a divine bouquet of white flowers, the scent of clean linen inviting itself into my nose with every step I take. In the other is a large gift bag filled with chocolates, wine and other novelty farewell gifts, including a large card signed by the team. My farewell was held at a local. Nothing flash, two rooms with a deck overlooking the river, an outdoor shower and toilet. But given I am the only one who ever goes there, it is all mine, and I rarely get disturbed, except for the occasional water-skier travelling along the river. Work had been absolutely mad, 6 countries in the last 2 weeks, and while in Europe that is no big deal, in Australia/Asia-Pacific, that means some serious miles, and way too many airport lounges. Upon landing back in Melbourne, I turned my car due. As we walked back home from the bus stop, she said "Next week, we will go in an auto. I don't want to trouble you." I laughed from inside as I heard this. She sure was joking! I have never such sexual pleasure in my entire life. "No problems auntie." I said. As we entered our house, auntie said to my grandparents "Raju was of real help. We plan to go again next week." I always jumped for joy. Yes, auntie was mine! All I had probably to do and ask and she would let me squeeze her boobs with my.