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High angle view of a snake charmer playing the flute, Jaipur, Rajasthan, India

It all started quite innocently. I went to the pro shop to buy some stuff. Because I had paid for the weekend of tennis, I was entitled to a sweet discount at the pro shop. So I’m there minding my own business, picking out tops, skorts and other pretty but practical outfits (not made of black lace, ha ha), when an Indian instructor came in and asked one of the instructors I had worked with for a ride. My instructor replied that she wasn’t leaving for another couple of hours and asked if he could wait that long. The Indian man replied that he could not as he had agreed to meet someone at the other tennis location. I recognized the address as across the street from my hotel so I joined their conversation to offer the Indian man a ride. He smilingly accepted, and waited somewhat impatiently as I finished my purchases. He even carried the bag to the car for me.

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Comment by Mark / The Mayor on June 6, 2010 at 10:51am
I love the end, just getting him all riled up and then speeding away. I gotta ask, how did you get him out of the car? Didn't he insist on your phone number?

He's probably cyberstalking you right now and reading this entry!
Comment by tennischick on June 1, 2010 at 6:49pm
Jazz: Any woman spending $$ would have been his type. I think he was fishing for dinner. lol
Comment by Jazz Burks on June 1, 2010 at 12:46pm
Lol! What if you were just his "type"? You toyed with that poor chubby man's heart, for shame! :-p

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