I don’t do it. I suck at doing stuff like that. Bec did it with that girl at the Y on Thanksgiving morning. She saw that girl come in the door of th... Y and immediately started looking after her. By the end of the morning, Bec had pulled the girl out of her shell and got her connected back with her family and everything. I admire Bec when she does stuff like that. I don’t know how she knows what’s needed. She just does. Dad does it too. And sometimes Dan but not so much. But me, I mostly sit. When they hunt, so do I."I nodded, studying him intently. The scent of his subtle aftershave wafted in my nostrils, reminding me of long ago promises. At the same time, his crooked smile endeared him to me. I bent my head forward, my lips brushing against his ear as I spoke. "Let me give you a word of advice, Mr Lincoln. Trust no one and suspect everyone. Follow your gut feeling. It's usually correct. Intuition is probably your greatest ally."Then I kissed him. Softly at first, but feeling the. I reluctantly obliged him by having tea only once or twice.His wife brought the tea cups, snacks & biscuits in a tray and kept the tray on the drawing room table. For the first time, I got to see his wife. His wife was a good looking, 5 ft 4 in tall, middle-aged housewife around 36-39 yrs of age and was a little plump like all Indian woman of her age. I could see her fair & smooth lustrous skin shining from far and even at this age she still possessed a headful of knee-length jet black hair.. .. But are you a cougar?" he was really laying it on with that line! Leaning close to me with a naughty look in his eyes. I found his confidence so sexy!"What's the difference?" I asked playing dumb."Well... Cougars... They like younger men." His confidence was running pretty high.I thought about how I would answer this for a brief moment. The alcohol having its effect on me making me a dirty cougar; "Yes, I do find younger men very desirable!" With that, Conor leaned in and kissed me and I.