I could feel the bone.“Here’s a tip,” Carlos said. “If you are in a fight with just one person, go ahead and use your fists and pound his jaw.... The trick is to keep your fist tight at all times. Most people tighten their hand right before they hit someone. See this bump,” Carlos said as he showed a bump on the back of his hand.“I learned that lesson the hard way. My opponent lunged forward as I threw a punch and because my fist was loose, I ended up breaking a bone in my hand.”He was right. I. He told me to follow him and started walking.We went through a narrow corridor and in to the building. There was a small elevator and he pushed the button to call it. We waited for a moment and still didn't talk at all. I was getting nervous and didn't really know what to expect. Then the elevator arrived, we step in and wait for the doors to close. I wait for him to push the floor button and wonder which floor we are going to.Suddenly he looks at me and says-I need to be sure that you are up. But mom couldn't see me like this.I knelt down and took my backpack off and peeked inside. Usually I keep an extra set of gym clothes with me. "Shit!" Not today.Something rustled in the brush behind me. Startled, I fumbled with the pack and dropped it. A dog; a mangy dirty mutt came forth, panting. I held out my hand for him to smell. He growled, sniffing the air. I lowered my head and tried to remain calm.More rustling in the brush. Three more dogs came out. They looked malnourished. Perhaps. "You look stunning yourself," she added and tickled my nipple with that.As the night concluded, I so badly wanted her in my bed. On the way out, she grabbed my arm and pulled me in for a pash. This excitement washed over me and made my secret tingle. I held on, letting our bodies feel all the tingles it wanted. I didn't want to let go, I wanted to go where it always did with her... to euphoria."I'm in room 603," I said, handing her my spare room card."I'll be there in ten," she said, accepting.