You know, for the visitors record’. Still that impartial gaze, nothing given away she paused, looked up at me and then reaching into her handbag she... took out a card, gave it to me dismissively and slowly, almost regally walked slowly away.I don’t know how long I stood there looking but she had disappeared from sight and I was still looking as if to expect to see her walk back any second. Finally, as if entering back into normality I looked down at her card. Embossed in gold typeface was her. My name is Joe. I am 30 years old. Though I am an engineer by profession, I have been working as a tour guide for the last 7 years in Kerala. I am 5 ft 10 inches tall, fair, good looking and athletic in physique.I have always loved meeting new people all over India. Well, I am straight and bisexual in nature and in the course of my life; I have had all kinds of sexual encounters.I was working as a private taxi driver when I was called by my agent asking if I could take around a tourist who had. He commands that you surrender yourselves and face his justice. If you do, you may yet live. If you do not, you will certainly die.”I had already goaded Radu into a near-frenzy. What I said next was just for my own amusement.I addressed the woman and the two bodyguards. “If you fight us here, you will die. However, if you cut off your Arch-Commander’s balls and feed them to him…” I paused for dramatic effect. “I will give you his property, his lands… and his wife.”Commander Radu turned. Night after night, Consuella watched stoically as Troy and Britney Sloanequaffed champagne, picked lazily at the platters of carefully prepared canapés,and snorted cocaine. Some nights, they smoked cannabis in the kitchen likeschool children and fucked each other when they thought they weren't beingobserved. Consuella, however, silently watched it all. Troy Sloane seemingly believed that his quest for eternal youth could beanswered by regular sexual trysts with women half his age while his.