It made me instantly wet.Padma returned with three bottles of ice cold beer, a pack of cigarettes and three glasses. We stretched our legs and started... with a glass of beer each and lit a cigarette, which we passed on from one to another.We started making small talks from politics to movies to detailed introductions of us all. We finished one cigarette between us when Rishabh (Rishi) suggested we all get comfortable and the sarees and jeans made it stuffy.He approached me and without much ado. " Yes but you are nothing but our servant." You are wrong, I was nothing but your servant. At first it was not areal servant, it was a game to fulfill our sexual kinks, and me beingbisexual. Then it crept into our personal life. I did not care at firstfor it gave me a rush. I did not care for I love to dress like a woman.It was a game and we took it too far.You started to believe the words we said about me and then I did also.You then started to believe the words we said about you and then I. Everything was over priced in my opinion, but it compensated for the amenities I suppose. Either way it's where we ate and where Jerry bought the last day's Diesel.We were on the road again, when Jerry noticed something 'funny' about the handing of the truck. It was a kind of thump in the rear somewhere. The truck ran okay, and he had control so he decided to hold off checking it till we pulled over for lunch. It was a gutsy call anything could go wrong and that was a lot of steel to be. It was 6 feet high, out of the eyesight of the general public. But, being 63, I leaned against the wall and peaked in, wondering what Beth had done with the place. Instead of looking at the decoration, I found myself focused on the TV. I was surprised to see that it was on, playing Finding Nemo, with Tom lying on his stomach watching the show. I was mildly surprised to see that he was home alone, but then I noticed Beth on the couch. She was by herself, so I figured it was one of the many.