'You're just copying me now!''Actually I never told you, did I? How long has it been for you now?' I asked.'Three years!''Yeah, I've reset the clock,'...I confessed.'What? How?' she pleaded. Her world imploded. Okay, not so dramatically, she seemed somewhat betrayed.'Married woman. I know, I know, I'm not proud, but it was offered and if it makes you feel any better it was awful...''Still,' Charlie cried, teasing, 'now I'm all alone. I just can't be bothered going through the whole socialising. I drew my dagger."Let me just get a grip on this branch and I'll whittle you free." No!" he exclaimed. "Cut the braid if you have to, but leave the tree alone." Why?" Dutifully, I began plucking hairs from the branches without harming the tree. "It's just a tree." My warrior's braid took me a few years to grow," he explained, patiently. "But when this tree was a seedling, our ancestors were chipping stone tools and most still thought of fire as a dangerous novelty." How can it be that old?" I. We spend many weekends lounging around my pool drinking beer and talking about all the things that piss us off at our jobs. We have a lot of fun together, and it gives me plenty of chances to check out her sexy body. One Saturday afternoon, Lisa and I were sitting around the pool talking. About 4:00 in the afternoon, she told me she had to get ready for a blind date her girlfriend set her up on. She didn’t really want to go, but owed her a favor and agreed to meet them at one of the clubs in. I had finished my beer and he got up to get me another with I noticed a bulge in his pants. When he got back in I moved a lil closer to him. He raised up his arm because he was aching from the hardwork at the office and stress. And I offered to give him a massage.so he turned around and i started to massage his shoulders and his arms. Then I asked if hes always been with white girls or anyother nationalitys. He said no, just white but fantasized about being with an asian or latina. when i was.