“Not many of us can tell a story like yours, and none of us could write it as well as you would.”I told her not to do herself down. She had every ...it as much literary skill as I had, probably more. Maybe, she said, but I don’t have the commitment to write anything novel-length. I wondered whether I had. What the hell, I thought, at least I can try.We went to the theatre that evening: Sheridan’s The Rivals, with Shelley Carter as Mrs Malaprop. Good production, lots of laughs. Nils would have. She did not want her long hair to get in the way. Sarah worked on my manhood while I watched Maggie. There is something very sensuous about a woman whose breasts are exposed and whose hands are up over her head. Maggie’s breasts were perfect and firm, standing out and up, and they jiggled back and forth as she tied her hair. I’m not sure women appreciate some of these little things that can drive a guy wild. Sometimes it’s a woman exposing her breasts this way, or it’s a certain look or. The nighties were un-sexy but still could’ve given me hints of her shape, but I never stared long enough to notice. I couldn’t resist an opportunity to get closer to that ass and thought I should give a shot at befriending her and trying my luck.The next day, I smiled at her and said something like, I am impressed with her health consciousness and tried to make small talk.She responded courteously and respectfully, as I never made her uncomfortable or gave off any hints of flirting in our daily. ..i could smell that it wasnt. So instead of ripping them off my head in disgust, i just like...stood there inhaling deeply, not knowing the universe was in the middle of cursing me. I couldnt take those lavender cotton pannies off my face! He was talking to me asking me what i was doing. So when his curiosity got the best of him he found another pair and gas masked himself this time:)....and we were both cursed. We had the world biggest erections! We found out later that the drawer he pulled.