So the husband asked me to drive to a resort in Divegaar, on the western coast of India, near Alibaug on a long weekend, I checked in and waited for t...hem to arrive, the couple reached in an hour, he introduced me to his wife as a friend and professional masseur who he has taken personal appointment with. The wife initially thought it was for the husband- that night Rakesh (name changed), the husband said it is getting hard to convince his wife and so we will have to come up with a plan, I. Theywere so lost in their own world that it must have just registered as ayoung lady walking by them. If they had turned to take a good luck atme, I'm not sure what reaction they would have had. To this day, I stillwonder about that. I continued to walk. My heart was pounding in mychest. Yet, I was able to ignore it and continue on. I opened the doorto the small wig shop on the end of the block. The woman working thestore, I believe the shop owner appeared to be in her mid fifties. . Yes, Nurse Sam was turning out to be quite the practitioner.It was just the first week of his solo practice since he took his nurse and his Master PC and set up on the outskirts of the richest part of Bakersfield. Yet his waiting room was packed; rumor and hearsay is a wonderful thing when you’re starting up a business. A peek around the corner showed more than a dozen people, most of them women, restlessly sitting in the smallish room. I thought I saw a pair of crutches.His daughter Angel, who. He took a seat and I spoke before either of them could start. “Mr. Peterson, I’m scheduled for testing on campus all afternoon and my ride should be here any moment. Is this urgent?”“I don’t think it’s urgent,” he admitted. “It shouldn’t take long though and then you can be on your way. I understand that you’ve joined the cheerleading team here. I’m very impressed by that. Most boys your age would look on it as a less prestigious sport.”“That was my intention. It hasn’t precisely worked out.