After she’d gotten us to talk about what we’d been doing, she kind of laughed and told us to enjoy ourselves, but to be careful. ‘Look, you two,...this is powerful stuff.’ We knew she was serious. ‘Don’t forget that.’ She meant what we were doing in general, not the ‘salsa, ‘ because although we’d heard about it we hadn’t experimented. Yet. She left us alone after that, but she always kept an eye open.”Her sigh sounded as though it came from the depths of her heart.“His kisses were, are,. And Master Ron has yet to find out! oooh. Mommy has also reduced my bedtime back from seven-thirty to six oclock for two weeks, so I will remember that I am a little baby and not a big strong, boxer-wearing man....I had to sneak out of bed and write this in the dark on my laptop...ooh me.?Captain’s Log, February 25, 2004?My God, my prick is now just raw! Good things and upsetting things happened to me today. ?Today Pamela and I had our long lunch at the motel, and at some point, before I was. That ideainspired her.She refused to cut Mike's hair and dressed him in his sister's hand medowns. Unlike FDR's mom she did have to take Mike out in public fromtime to time. When it was necessary for Mike to be in public, his momwould put him in one of his two sets of boy clothes. However, sherefused to cut his hair. When she was asked about this, she wouldrespond that short hair on Mike reminded her too much of her deceasedhusband. Her explanation ended further discussion on the. With every lady walking towards the station my heart uses to start pumping faster thinking if she is the same. After around 20 mins, I felt someone standing behind me and tapping on my shoulder. It was Anita. Oh gosh!!!! I never imagined her to be like this. She was looking preety young, may be around early 30’s, with a perfect body, 38-31-38, wearing a light green colour saree (purposely not wore a black one as she wanted to see who I am first), long silky hair, fair, brown eyes. I got.