"I like your new kit," I said. "Thank you," she replied, with a smile in her voice. "I'm going to give you a yoga lesson." "But I've just had a yoga l...esson." "Yes, you have," she agreed, turning to look at me again. "But you really suck. Come on." She took two steaming mugs through to the living room while I followed, admiring the sight of her pert young bottom as she walked, and wondering if she was wearing any knickers under there. I plopped down on the sofa while Martina took a seat on the. Shobha came up with three cups of tea in a tray. As she bends over to place the tray on the low height center table, I got a perfect view of her cleavage as the neck of her gown went hanging down.Suddenly she lifted her head to face me and said: Akash! Will you just stare or want to have a taste of it?I was like dumbstruck and re-hearing what she just asked when she continued: My milk tea?I was like what the hell is she saying. Seeing me completely clueless, she said: I said my tea made of. To chhoti mami ne kaha light ka voltage kam he pankha bhi thik se nehin chalta to niche garni hota he me Nehin jaunga tab me sone ka natak kar rahatha to mujhe koi kuch nehi bola mama bole thik he tum log sojao me niche jaa rahahun par chhat pe majhle mami bhi ruk gayee wo thodi door apni bistar lagaliya thodi der me jab mujhe laga ki sab so gaye to phir me apna haat apni mami ki boob ke upar rakh diya jab kuch jawab nehin mila phir me apni mami ke pet ko sehlane laga pet sehlate sehlate unke. So what do you think? Should we use the thirty plus days for a trip to Mexico for a show, or go back to Australia to try to go to some more cities there?"I had to laugh as she was acting like Bonita in her desire to keep on playing instead of her usual temperament of hunting bad guys. "Let me get out of here first, and then we'll talk. Hey, Doc, what's the prognosis for me getting out of here?"The man in the white coat and stethoscope around his neck said, "You can probably go home any time now.