Mum smiled at him and do my amazement said yes. As she said yes I turned to her and said, really, a stranger rubbing cream into you. Whats the harm sh... said his loving it. But a naked stranger I said again shocked. They guy knelt down and said in his broken English, thank you, you are beautiful. Mum turned on her back and had her head resting on her arms facing me. The guy poured some sun cream on his hands and started rubbing it into mums back. Nice, he said, mum replied oh yes lovely thank. Here your representative adds your voice to this mega culture.”A man in expensive looking traditional Neo Viking dress, with long fur brimmed leather coat and silver beard and hair expertly braided sat there, talking friendly to a non-humanoid being. I suddenly felt a deep pride coming over me. This was my grandfather, Eric Ragnarsson; I had seen him only once as a child while mother was still alive. I think he might have been at the funeral too, but I did not remember. He looked very stately,. Towards the end of my relationship with what would become the last woman I would ever have sex with,I wandered into a gay chat room.I started a conversation with another man who,like me was from New York.(I won't give his first name in this story,so let's just call him "D".) We actually chatted for hours that night in the chat room,and exchanged e-mail addresses.This became a regular pattern between us for a while,emails and meeting in the chat room.We finally exchanged photos,and agreed to. By the time we say our hello's,the guy sitting next to John,who had his eyes fixated on Red's tits,shook hands with John and left, freeing up one seat.Red took the seat next to John,and although I couldn't hear what they were saying,because the music was blaring,but I could tell from their body language,that this might turn into a fun night after all.As We had a few drinks,Red was be flirty,and he was enjoying her,so we decided to follow John back to his place.Red grabbed her playbag,we went.