Probably just grease and male sweat. In another corner was a chair with a table, and on top of the table, a telephone."Can I use the phone?" I asked."...es sure." Mansoor said as he started opening the scooter's casing.I picked up the receiver and held it to my ear. Silence. No dial tone."There is no dial tone" I said.Mansoor came over and took the phone from me. As he did, I could not help but notice his still shirt-less torso. It was hairy, and he had a big pot belly. There were some stains of. He instinctively took a step back, putting himself out of direct sight, his eyes searching for a clear view of the driver. The car did match the description, and yes it is a woman driving, then recognition came, it is her. She searched the lot, looking for him, or the car he described. The lot was fairly full, and people were coming and going. There, in the back, could it be? And then there he was, standing in the drive, her heart jumped. And for a brief moment she thought of driving off,. More

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