Occasionally, he would put his hand on my knee, rub my leg and then take it back. It was like he was teasing me, to see what I would do. I did nothi...g. I was a little nervous.By the way, I’m 5’7” and 120 pounds, nice shape with green eyes and dark red hair. He kept telling me how he liked redheads, but he had never really known one before, and that he really liked me.After we had a second drink, he said that he’d like to show me something upstairs. Maybe I was naïve, but I said sure, I’d. She was making that sound down there so much that I looked down expecting to see liquid squirting out all over the place.She opened her eyes again. “You’re ... fucking ... me,” she gasped between panting breaths.Well duh! Wasn’t this what she’d wanted? I thought for sure it was what she wanted. Why would she point out the obvious.“You want me to stop?” I asked, knowing deep inside that I couldn’t stop now ... not unless she beat me off of her.“No!“ came her urgent grunt, and her hands came back. "Nasim kissed Shahnaz and walked towards her bedroom. Shahnaz came back with a bag she placed on the table. Nasim was propped up without a stitch on the bed. Shahnaz quickly took her clothes off. She hurriedly unclasped her bra and as she moved towards the bed trying to pull her panties on the move, nearly tripped making Nasim laugh.Shahnaz sat at the foot end. Her cousin sister was regally, breathtakingly beautiful. Shahnaz was unaware that Nasim was thinking of her in the same vein. Both were. .. but your grandchildren are Perfect!Going Out is good ... Coming Home is better!You Forget names ... But it’s OK because other people forgot they Even knew you!!!You realize you’re never going to be really good at anything ... Especially bowls OR GolfThe things you used to care to do, you no longer care to do, but you really do care that you don’t care to do them anymore.You sleep better on a lounge chair with the TV blaring than in bed. It’s Called “pre-sleep”.You miss the days when.