Her thick hair felt like a soft pillow. I stirred the noodles as she dropped her dress on a dining chair and wore my T-shirt. It covered her till a fe... inches below her butt cheeks.Stealing a quick glimpse from the corner of my eye, I’d seen her pink lingerie and spotless skin. What a pretty girl, I thought to myself. I lit the gas fireplace, and we sat down on the carpet wrapped in a blanket. I was busy searching for videos on prime. I had a habit of searching for a long time before. ‘There’s my number, call me!’ There was an imperative in her voice when she said that, as if failure to call would be viewed as an indication of disinterest. With great difficulty I left it over the weekend, then phoned. ‘Ann Selby.’ I noted that. Selby was her maiden name. ‘Hi Ann, it’s David.’ ‘You left it for three days, David. My allure cannot be as irresistible as I thought.’ ‘Oh it is, believe me. I have spent hours under a cold shower.’ ‘Ugh. You must be all wrinkled like a prune.’ ‘Oh. En peyar Faisel, vayathu 24 aagugirathu, enaku kama padam paarkum pazhakam irunthu vanthathu. Naan thinamum kai adipen, kai adikamal irunthaal enaku andru iravu thukame varathu endra nilaiyil irunthathu.En pakathu veetil oru akka irunthargal, engal veetirkum avargal veetirkum periya sandai eer pattu irunthathu. Antha veetil mothamaaga 5 pengal irunthaargal, athil 4 pengaluku thirumanam aagi vitathu. Ippozhuthu metham oru pen thaan irukiraal avalukum thirumana vayathu aagi vitathu, vayathu 27. She has golden-brown skin with two-tone light and dark lines around her lips, feet, and vagina. We plan on chatting more when she can and I have a feeling she has some secrets.Sunday was amazing for me and I simply had to write about it. It turned out to be so much more like what I'm into these days and it's because I can’t discuss these things with anyone that I write this journal.I’d known for nearly four months that my husband would be going to a concert in Worcester. That’s about an hour.