He waved off her submissively suggestive offer and just asked for a glass of water. Since I already had an unopened bottle on my tray I offered it to ...im and he took it immediately and swigged down the whole thing in a single gulp. The stewardess seemed miffed that I had beaten her to the finish line but swung her shapely hips back up the aisle to tend to another passenger with some pampered person silly request.The man gave me a once over but I could tell he was merely interested because I was. Yanni, Live at the Acropolis. I’m embarrassed to say I even have the piece, but it was my dad’s from someplace back at the dawning of the Age of Aquarius and I liked the energy. It blocked everything else around me out as I stretched and warmed up. Lissa tapped me on the shoulder and I pulled the headset off as the announcer was giving the pairings for the first round. I got the first look at my opponent.Shit!The guy reminded me of Rod at the club. He had a good six or eight inches on me and. One, I have a good memory and two; I have been ably supported due to my own early habit of writing diaries. Of course, the language in my diaries varies considerably from what will come up in my postings. (For example We never used the word fuck as frequently and as naturally as we use it today). I have taken the liberty of adding a few exciting words and phrases (as it exists today) to improve the flavor of the text. It also has to be noted and kept in mind that only the very best incidents. It was passed down through the years and most of it was eventually sold off, but before it was all gone our family was rich. I have a step-brother, Bob Jr., who is five years older than I am. I also have a step-sister Edie, who is three years older than I. Dad married his first wife when he was nineteen after she got pregnant. He tried to make it work and they even had a second child. According to Dad, she married him because of the family name. When I was older Dad had told me he wasn’t sure.