"And, once I have you back on your feet, and on the dance floor, you'll never want to stop." I am not a dancer, Woody," she grumbled."You will be, my ...sweet," he said, closing the door. "You will be."Dinner, for Crystal, was a dichotomy. It was somewhat of a letdown, in the sense that, while they talked about all kinds of things, none of them were anything more than casual conversation. He talked about where he grew up, and asked her questions about places she had been, and things she had seen,. A duffel bag of toys is in the trunk, and my husband is at my side in the driver’s seat. I do not know what he has planned for me, but my trust in him is eternal.We arrive at what looks to be a darkened industrial park, yet there are many cars in the lot. A small light is on next to a door. There is a small sign upon the door that reads ‘Zone’. He does not knock, he slips a card into a reader next to the door and it buzzes as he opens the latch. We enter into a dimly lit hallway, which leads. " Nicole generously offered. Afterfinishing breakfast, then getting groomed and dressed, Nicole and I leftDave a note on the fridge saying that we'd be back mid-afternoon and notto get into any trouble.Following Nicole next door, I saw Lisa across the street getting into hermom's car. As we made eye contact, I made a hand gesture making theuniversal 'call me' sign putting my hand next to my head with my pinkyfinger extended downward and my thumb extended upward, signaling for herto call me. I must shave and take a shower' I replied.On the screen we saw that a sullen Meera going into the bathroom. Shabnam with a happy smile on her face, wearing a near transparent black nightie just covering her hips, stood in front of a full-length mirror combing her hair.'Saheb I think you should leave. I don't want Meera to find you here' Razia said, 'hurry up and don't make it longer than twenty minutes'.Dear reader in what is to follow you will notice that at some places I have reported.