Not gently. Looking up startled, from the blanket on the carpeted floor where I lay, I saw two things. I was under a tent, and I was being kicked by a...fierce looking man, so ancient his skin looked like leather. He spoke to me then, but I did not understand him. The words flowed out of him in tones both singsong and guttural, a mish-mash that hit my ears like birdsong and a dying dog’s final whimpers. ‘Do you speak English? British?’ I finally managed to ask, the sound of my voice terrible even. .So, I managed to have a whole day home alone. My life is quite complex with people arriving and leaving regularly, then there’s me being away for short stays whilst I’m working so being home alone can be difficult.But the problem was that I was missing being naughty, so I planned a whole day for FUN !!!I started advertising that I was available on two French contact sites a couple of weeks ago, lots of interest and messages but as usual, quite a lot of nonsense, fantasists or guys without the. As it was slid over Ellen’s head and up-stretched arms, Rich noticed that the feathers were slightly aged making it off-white in color, and flattened. He lowered it to where it rest on her thighs, then made her spin around. Just like the first night, ten years ago, his breath caught in his throat. His wife was stunning. Ellen took her husband’s hand and led him back out to the living room, where the fire was still burning. She pulled the blanket from the couch and spread it on the floor, then. "I am thirty-five, soon to be thirty-six, and my outlook on life has changed since I was reunited with Aileen. I would like to find someone to love and cherish and marry. I would very much like to seriously start dating you. I guess you know more about me than I do you. What I'm trying to say is, I would like to get to know you better." I'd like to have you know me better too. I've had a few reservations about you, though. I know you've said that you have dated several women in the last few.