Another email! This time saying he was walking down my road, i jumped out of my seat and looked out of the window, sure enough there was an older, sto...ky man with short grey hair walking down the road looking for my house number, my heart was racing at this point, i couldn't believe after ll these years i was finally going to do this.I opened the door and let him in then told him where the bedroom was. I followed him upstairs and we exchanged small talk about whether or not this was my first. Sorry. No, Swami (laughs again)Me: Fine. Don’t tease me. You can call me Viru.Neha: I love the name Viru. You know, I am a big fan of Shewag.Me: Okay. But you were about to tell me what part of the man’s body you love the most.Neha: Of course, penis. But it must look gorgeous and muscular.Me: Okay.Then, she noticed the hard dick inside my pants. Since I felt a bit horny looking at her hot body in the bikini, I kept rubbing my penis over my tracks.Neha: Why are you covering the penis?Me: No. Well all right all grapes.Fermented grapes.well Wine.I have wine for dinner.People that wonder if there glass is half empty or half full are missing the point.IT’S REFILLABLE.Did you know that two or three glasses of wine a day reduce you chance of giving a shit!Not to be technical but according to chemistry Alcohol is a solution.I am not a alcoholic, alcoholics need a drink. I already have one.Sometimes when I reflect back on all of the wine I drink, I feel shame. Then I look into the glass. "It's been a while, Annie." I said.Annie had a shocked look on her face and then just quickly walked away."Why? Why are you here? No scratch that; how did you find me," Annie demanded once away from the really crowded area?I smiled and said, "Would you believe I had a vision of where you were?"She went from looking mad to confused, to being thoughtful, then back to mad, "No, not really. I did tell you to move on from me, and that I wasn't good for you, remember? Well, I didn't tell you why..