When she came into town from New York, she called and talked to my wife for a while over the phone, but they did not talk about anything out of the or...inary, and she said that she was really busy, but that she would love to meet for lunch on Saturday before she went to a local beerfest that she had promised some other friends she would go to. We were also going to go to the brewfest, but after my wifes surgery, alcohol was one of the prohibited items for a few weeks until she healed. I did not. ”“What about Ms. Romantic?”She didn’t respond but poured another cup of masala tea and we were sipping the next round, while she got busy on her Ipad. After few minutes, she handed me her Ipad, smirked and suggested me to go through the benefits of ginger on her note taking app. One of the statements was on bold.“The nice part is that it works for both sexes equally, since both the clitoris and penis rely heavily on circulation in order to become aroused and engorged.”I was fully acknowledged. He strode into his room, feeling as if something had gone neglected, some distant rotation of meditation – some thought erased by the reclusive behavior cast upon him by such a mischievous phantom. Phantom of my suffering mind – thy name is Drakalen. His dramatics were lively within the grotto hidden beneath the vitriolic pretension of his indignant little mania. He used such silly verses to calm himself – such parody on the classics of Shakespeare and plays written within the century. Then a. Still, she was my little sister and I tried not giving the way she looked much thought. It was hard at times like this, or when we would go to the beach or pool and she would be wearing one of her tiny bikinis to show off her body."Hi, Sam. It was okay" I answered uninterested, "Where's Mom and Dad?" "Mom's taking dad to the airport" Sam answered, "He has a conference somewhere"."Right" I answered and continued towards my room while Sam continued to hers, shaking the thoughts I was having.