Later in the day Danielle Stewart (now Danielle Stewart Harmon with beautiful kids in Salt Lake City) struck up a conversation with me, there was neve...r anything between us, though I admired both her beauty and charm. I asked her if she’d liked the story. She said ‘yes, though it was a little ‘risky’ ‘ I corrected her, ‘risque’ (and it was stupidly so.) She asked me if I liked the word, I might have explained that words were just tools to me but I used to find it difficult to be a ‘raconteur’. ”“No wonder I got such a good deal,” Katie mused. “There is always a catch. So, is there another bungalow that one of us could take?”“Let me see,” Pops thumbed through the book he had laid in from of him. “No, ma’am, we are booked solid for the next four weeks.” ‘“And after that?”“We close down for the season.”“Of course you do. Nothing has gone right this week.” Katie was aggravated. After her huge screw up at work, and the idiot blonde in the apartment above her leaving the bath tub. The financial status of our house was not good either and Mr. Sharma took charge and handed me cash and credit card. I would often spend nights with him in house in absence of his daughter. I loved the superiority i got in being his girl friend.Once when we were on a date and I was wearing a cut top that showed my navel and jeans he noticed that I was getting fat and asked me to join gym. I started looking for gyms and decided to go to a local gym that offered couple membership. First Mr.. All of a sudden she saw lights appearing on the windows, with curtains pulled over them."Guess she doesn't want her bills to go up!!" Mrs Aziz telling herself.She got out of her Peugeot and knocked on the front door. 2 minutes later the front door and there stood another plump headscarf-wearing dark Arab woman in her 40s (like Mrs Aziz).The 2 women smiled, shaking hands and greeting each other. Saba asked Mrs Aziz to come inside. The 2 ladies were having Kuwaiti tea in the dining hall,.