Isn't it beautiful?" Mm-hmm. Would you like to stop for a bite?" Let's go to my apartment. I can fix us a quick meal." So I was being invited in. "Is ...hat okay?" She sounded like she was afraid she had offended me."I'm honored."She lives in an old, completely ordinary apartment building. The hall floors are covered by those tiny hexagonal tiles you see in almost all such buildings, and there are the plaster walls covered with seventy-two layers of ivory-colored paint. Her apartment, though, is. He is an engineer for a large Japanese auto company in our town, and he and Julie moved in next door to me last year. He is from Japan and met the Japanese-American Julie when he was here for college. The ironic thing is that while she is full blooded Japanese, James is half Japanese, and half British as his mother was white. They have been married for five years, and have been working on having a baby since they moved in, but so far no luck.My name is Rick Solomon and I am 45 years old and. Though I love both my sets of grandparents, these were my favorites, they were older, of course, but they didn't act old, they just seemed younger than most.So, I flew to visit them and my grandpa and grandma picked me up at their airport, grandma is still working, she's a nurse practitioner, my grandpa's retired. But it was Sunday so we got my bag and soon drove home where I was put up in the guest room just down the hall from their room.The next morning, I got up just dying to pee and went in. When he clicked on her name for the private chat, he expected nothing less than what he had gotten from the others. He was pleasantly surprised at what she agreed to, and had no issues with what she wouldn't do, even in the safe fantasy of role-playing (no rape.) He gave her a pseudo name and asked her to call him ANDERSON, his last name. She never questioned the name, and after an hour, they found that what the other was asking wasn't that unreasonable. They also found they enjoyed the games.