Like a fresh tan from Aruba. Or a healthy blush from a spa.Yes, I can see how you shake your head. So much bullshit just to get what I want. Selfishne...s wrapped in generosity. Treason in disguise.Ah well. I guess I have to live with your disapproval. A small price to pay. At least I have one consolation: it has been a great life so far.It took almost half a year before a new adventure presented itself.Six months of getting wet from tasting oysters. Or just hearing a Beethoven sonata. Any piano. Around this time father took a few months leave from Srilanka and we all moved into a new apartment. The new apartment had only one bed room. My father and amma slept on one bed and I use to sleep at the hall on the mattress in the floor. My younger sister was born in October. While my amma breast fed the baby, I saw the full breasts of my amma. Those milk pots excited me. One night as I was sleeping, the baby woke up and started crying. Amma woke up and unbuttoned the blouse and started. You wave your hand at your messy bed and say "Bed make yourself" and the sheets move on their own to a very neat make.your jaw drops.where had this power come from? you thought.no, it couldn't be that easy, you think thinking about how to phrase your next "wish"."Me know where this power came from." you say aloud.a flash of light abscures you vision and standing before you is a bearded man in what appears to be his late 50's in a hawainn shirt, swim trunks, with a pina colada in one hand and a. I was mortified and began to feel that I was a freak of sorts because of this. In more recent years I had found myself in a loving, but sexless marriage and had resigned myself to never being completely fulfilled.Then I met her. Jessica and I met through social media in a group dedicated to the appreciation of larger men and women. We started out just liking and commenting on each others pictures. She was the first to to message privately, and we found that we had quite a bit in common. It was.