Things in London are going quite well for me at the present time. For so many years after the War, the City seemed shabby, but I think things have fin...ally turned a corner.I don't have much news to share, but I've made an interesting find, and based upon certain of your proclivities, I knew that I must share it with you. I was recently on holiday in one of the seaside towns in Suffolk that are so delightful this time of year, and my love of old furniture compelled me to browse through several. Bate karte waqt wo mere taraf ghur ghur ke dekhta tha to me samaj gai ki uska irada kya hay phir me soch ne lagi ki agar sunil apni khusi keliye do do ledkise chudai karsakta hay to me kyun nehi karsakti ye hi soch ke mebhi deb ko chance dene lagi.Deb ne pucha tum bear piyogi to mene boli nehi yaar me nehi piti to wo bahat insist kiya phir bhi me mana kardi or boli ki me cold drinks piungi phir wo mereliye cold drink leke aya, phir wo bear piya or me cold drink pine lagi jab meri cold drink. We all hit it off and had another round (rookie mistake on my part). We had talked for about 30 minutes, when Cassie asked to be let out of the booth to hit the ladies room. When she came back, Cassie paused at the booth and asked Jeff to hand her, her purse, and said she was going to the room. She said her goodby's and I told her I would be up right after this Scotch. As she walked away, my back to her I could see Jeff looking, but trying not to be obvious with me right there. My phone chimed. John’s eyes had widened slightly, and Lizzie had known he felt it too. He had mumbled a ‘Nice to meet you, Ms. Chang’ in a decidedly sexy British accent, and Lizzie found herself stuttering a ‘You too.’ She had shaken herself out of her dreamy stupor and told him he could call her Lizzie. His response had floored her. He had insisted that, due to his proper upbringing, he would never call someone to which he was not properly acquainted by their first name. And that was when the war had started..