Aussie Dreams in Dubai

'It was nice talking to you,' I say. 'We did more than talk,' Cindy says. 'You are interesting

gentleman. It was nice meeting you too.' I smile, hug, and kiss Cindy goodbye.

She knows her way out and around really well. She knows this place better than I do.

A few steps from the door of room 505 of Moscow Hotel in Dubai she turns around.

'You know where to find me,' Cindy says. I nod. She continues on

her way to the elevator. We don't exactly share the same shoes. It's more like we were inside a mosque

- the nearest would be Lootah - wearing nothing on our feet. No it's not, actually.

She's a meet-girl. We wouldn't even have been in the same room together, let alone intimate,