.I had spent a drunken night in a tent,kinda in and out of consciousness.Quite obviously,there were other things in and out of me....After eating our ...breakfast,and I had dolled myself up in a denim skirt,pink blouse and white cotten panties(with little pink flowers of course).My friend, threw a few things into his athletic bag,we headed back down the hill." Where are we headed"? I inquired. "I have some people I wanted you to meet....besides,you're dressed just fine for where we're goin'".We. It lay outside the town centrewhere there were fewer passers-by but rents were lower and Jane Silkmanaged to make a living doing what she enjoyed - selling "on trendfashions for the discerning lady." Her clientele were mainly more affluentwell dressed ladies who wanted classic fashions with just a nod to thecurrent trends. She stocked dresses, skirts, tops, jackets, coats,trousers, knitwear, some underwear and hosiery and a few accessories. Theshop was on a corner and had two large windows. She had been away from her boyfriend for 2 months now – he having returned from his Army posting a day after she left for this Goa trip. She was bored, lonely, and extremely horny. ‘I wonder if I can find some hot guy in this place. Maybe that looney dude? But he freaks me out with his lost puppy look.’ Her thoughts were interrupted when their guide calling out for their next destination. She quickly boarded the bus. ————— The Cidade-de-Goa Resort was a beautiful place. They had 7 swimming. I just hoped you might remember me. How did you find me, Mr. Jackson? The last few days have been just a vague blur."Again his heart lurched. "Susan, you found me. But I think you just answered a question I had. Do you remember talking to me on the telephone?" She just shook her head, no. "I didn't think you did," he continued. "You did, though. You sounded like you were just reciting lines and weren't hearing my replies. I guess you weren't, were you?"Again she shook her head. Then she gave.