"You are what you are!" I silently told myself.For some unaccountable reason, I really felt alive running as a ponygirl.I could not explain it, and co...uld never deny it - and the existence ofFifi the ponygirl certainly seemed to give pleasure to both my wives.My wives and Georgina were playing tourist. Two sat in the sulky whilethe third followed in the Landrover. Georgina explained about theLandrover."Occasional showers are predicted!" she had said looking at the sky,"There's no hood on the. No ballerina's from the company's chorus in a state of undress."A peeping tom.... A peeping tom... A pervert...!"The noise got the attention of Ms. Romanova. "What's all the noise?" sheasked. "Why all the commotion?" she walked towards Karl, "Are you theperson who caused all this commotion and noise?"Karl was blushing and was lost for words. The boxes he bought in haddropped to the floor."He's a peeping tom," a ballerina said."Trying to spy on us," said another."He's a pervert...!" added. Then we promised each other to make close relation and never feel that we don’t have any bf-gf. After some time she insist me to come to her home and meet personally. I was so excited and don’t want to miss the opportunity. but as she lives in an appartment and many people knows me there its not safe to go to her home so we decided to meet at my home because i love in a banglow and my house is seprated in to two portions me and my family lives in the uper portion and the ground portion is empty. I have yet to see your tent. So, where is it?" she asks."Here; this is my tent. It is made of special material, and is folded neatly in its own carrying bag." I show her, and she doesn't know what to make of it. "You will be amazed when you see me raise this tent. Not only will it keep the water off us when it rains, but it will keep out bugs too, even mosquitoes." Mosquitoes, too? This I must see. Mosquitoes get everywhere, even in a tent, and bite many times while you sleep. This is why I.