Now why the fuck am I saying that? I already know the tape recorder works, and besides, you're going to edit this shit when you transcribe it, right?O...ay. So ... let's see. How about my first and only Asian adventure?There's a mall I like to go to. No, asshole, you can stop with the shit-eating grin. Not just for that reason. Well, yeah, that reason, too. But it's got a great theatre, four thousand screens or something, and some places I like to shop, one of my favorite restaurants, not. “I don’t show any reference to that name. She may not be in the system yet. Please have a seat and I’ll call you.”I sat in a chair in the area and waited. About twenty minutes later, Lynn and our lawyer John Smith walked in the door. I stood and greeted my wife with a hug and shook John’s hand.“When I got here, I check at the desk and they said that Erin wasn’t in the system yet and that they would call me.” I told John.“I’ll check it out.” John said and walked to the desk.“Paul, what. Something rubbing on my ass, I tried to turn around. One guy in his 40s was standing so close to me. He smiled at me, which I politely smiled back – which I think was a big mistake. After this, I could feel a hand grabbing my ass. I was a little shocked but didn’t worry too much.This hand was getting braver and braver as it was squeezing it well. Even my husband wouldn’t have squeezed it this much in all these years. So I was enjoying it. Then there was another hand on my other ass cheek. Two. " I said reluctantly.I went into my room and waited for some time hoping that he would not call me again. After about five minutes, he called me again. I walked over to his room.Father-in-law was lying flat on his stomach. As usual, he was wearing only his tahmed. His face was grimacing with pain."What do you want?" I pulled the drape covering his door to one side and asked."Beti (daughter), it's hurting very much." His hand touched a place at his back. "Please..."His eyes wore a pleading.