Raat bhar madam K saath Jo the” (you must be tired after all you were with your madam the whole night)Me: “madam bhi thoda thakk chuki hai. Kehti ...hai kisi assistant ko layegi..tagdi wali assistant” (madam’s also tired. She was planning on hiring an assistant to do the job with me..a hefty assistant)Nillu: “hmmm..mazaa ayega. Isbar lamba kela pehenkar khelenge” (hmm.. It’ll be fun. This time will wear a big banana to play)By then her work place arrived which was a cosmetic shop.Me: “bathroom hai. ”You would think an invitation for a booty call would be an automatic yes, but it was going to be an early morning. The thought of the round trip that late gave me visions of walking around like a zombie the whole next day.She threw another idea against the wall while she pulled on her blouse. “Maybe I could come over to your place when I get off?”Either she was feeling really guilty, or she was even more hot and bothered than I thought. Maybe both. It didn’t really matter.“Ed’s going to. All the bums were spent now and wandered back to their makeshift homes in the alley way leaving me lying there panting. The others had gone back into the club leaving us alone. Chas walked over to me and helped me up. I was unsteady on my feet which was of no surprise from the fucking I had received for the last several hours. Fuck Kathy, better get you home for a bath you smell pretty bad now. Hope this as cured your craving for stripping and fucking for a while, Chas said to me. Only for a. I put my spare helmet away, grab my overnight bag, and go inside. As I come in the door, she hands me a beer, leading me into the guest bedroom. ‘Put your stuff here…for now.’ She says with a wicked grin on her face. I drop my stuff on the bed, shuck off my chaps and boots. I put on a pair of flip-flops. When I come out of the guest room she is dancing to some light rock tune I can’t place. It has a nice beat and it isn’t until the singer comes on that I realize it is ‘The Girl from Ipanema.’.