We have decided to send out 1200 invitations and that could result in perhaps 400 people registering the attend the farewell dinner-dance-presentation....’ ‘So we plan for an attendance of 430?’ ‘No 400.’ ‘Statistically we should calculate with a plus/minus but traditionally caterers under-estimate so I say 420 plus 7.5% for under-estimating and that equates to and attendance of 430 providing it’s a Saturday night and doesn’t conflict with a holiday weekend.’ Dixie appeared impressed. ‘You said. Ashok: Yogi ji, I hope it’s alright if I take a quick break before we continue.Yogi nodded his approval. Ashok promptly crawled up on the couch to catch his breath and fell deep asleep. It was now just Savita and the Yogi, face-to-face in the awkward silence.The yogi couldn’t take it anymore. Sweat glistened on Savita’s tight body. It made him want to lick every inch of her fondly. He wanted to coax Savita into doing what he wanted. So he pretended to pack his things to leave.Savita: Wait! Are. Soon we were off to the mall I was determined to make the shopping part of the evening a quick hit and I did. With gifts bought we headed out to my car in the parking structure she began to complain about her sex life and that her husband (2nd marriage) just couldn't meet her needs. She said that maybe she should just hire a gigolo. To which I replied, "No need for that I'll be your gigolo." She giggled said that was so sweet and kissed me on the cheek. She must have used a mall bathroom visit. Glasses were getting broken, drinks were getting spilled and the volume kept going up.In the back, my manager was happily stoned (normally, I like him for this exact reason--he really doesn't give half a shit. Dress codes, no touching rules, no drinking on the job rules-- all out the window when he's on). The bouncers were a little on edge, but sort of waiting on a signal that I didn't really think was necessary."Can I get you guys a last round?" I asked, not actually saying it was last call.