She strode confidently on her gold heels, in a slinky green dress, high on the thigh that dipped low between her breasts, with a gold belt for adornme...nt. Her dark brown curls sat beautifully upon her shoulders, accenting her lovely face. Her skin was a bit more kissed by the sun than my own, which made her all the more appealing to me. It seemed she was herding the group along, perhaps as their mother hen, so to speak. They all immediately came to the bar where two of them instantly fell into. The way she was dressed it wasn't hard to grab a man's attention.Man-mountain turned out to be Tim, a tattoo artist from a city not far from our home. He was on the cruise celebrating his buddy's bachelor party. The other guys in the party had drunk way too much the night before and so Tim was on his own for the evening. We chatted for a while and had a couple more drinks. Julie kept asking Tim about each of his tattoos until she had exhausted those she could see. Despite his appearance, Tim. Melissa was still very hands-on in running TnT and Thornton Development. Both companies were doing extremely well now that the economy was out of the doldrums. Melissa had her office in the apartment fitted out with all the latest communications gear. She had multiple leased phone-lines, a top-of-the-line Xerox facsimile unit, and even an IBM 360 computer linked by a leased telephone line to the mainframe computer at TnT’s main office in Palmdale. Given the technology of the day, it was a. Fir sab ne movie dekhi, but movie boring thi, isliye half time par hi aa gaye.Bahar aane ke baad Asha boli, “Chalo thoda ATM chalte hai. Mujhe yahan ke traditional market jana hai. Wahan kuch Rajasthani print ki dresses ya kapde lene hai.”Shahzad, “Asha ji, theek hai chalte hai. Par apko ATM jaane ki kya jarurat, aap to yahan ghoomne aayi hai, humari taraf se sponsored hoga woh.”Asha, “Nahi aapne waise hi ek jagah pay kar diya hai, ab aur nahi.”Shahzad, “Agar Mohsin apke liye purchase karta to.