We watched a few more shows and I had another glass of wine (r a?). One of the guys got up and send he had to return some beer and a couple of minutes... later another guy left. While they were gone, Liz flagged down the waitress and whispered something in her ear (all this whispering = trouble). She came back a couple of minutes later with another round (r a?). Then this little, teeny tiny girl walks up to the table and Liz kind of nods at me. Teeny tiny girl looks at me. "Friend buy you special. She was acting like an idiot! Talking too loud, laughing too much... She wasn't natural.She wasn't being herself.And she didn't introduce Carla!Not that those dumb friends had asked for an introduction, but so what? It was Linda's obligation! I mean, no need to say: "This is Carla Ferrara, the woman I sleep with," but... Simply: "This is Carla" would be fine. Just to include Carla in the conversation. Right?People walked by them. Guys stared at them, at Linda and Carla, not at those dumb. He sat behind it. The desk was bare barring a yellow legal pad and a picture of a pretty woman I would guesstimate in her mid-thirties and a child that looked about 6 years old.“Mr. Steadman,” the doctor said. “Please, take a seat.”Once again, I started to move the chair. Julie put her hand out to stop me and I jumped back.“I’m giving you both notice that any and all physical contact will be construed as an attack on my person and will be responded to with appropriate force,” I said.Julie. Mujhe pataa thaa ye bhaabhee ne bhejaa hai fir bhee mainne poochhaa kon ? To udhar se riplaa_ii aayaa aapakee na_ii garlafrenḍa. Main samajh gayaa thaa baat to ban gayee hai par is silasile ko anjaam tak pahuchanaa thaa. Isake baad mene kaise bhaabhee ko seḍayoos kiyaa aur kaise unake boor kee chudaa_ii kee ye sab main ab kahaanee ke agale bhaag men likhoongaa. Itanee jabaradast sṭoree hai kee sun kar hee aap bhee tript ho jaayenge. Tab tak ke lie aap mere ko mel kar sakate hai par.Bhaabhee.