Men like me? I know what I am and what I am not, you dont need to pretend anything to spare my feelings. But anyway, I went shopping. For clothes. Wit... my friend Judith. Im glad you went shopping, he said. But to come back to the men like me remark&hellip, Hot men, she muttered, shamefacedly. But like I said, I know what I see in the mirror so you dont have to pretend to be attracted to me or whatever. I wont blame you if you dont want me, or dont want to help me. Only&hellip, she paused for a. She asked me to come to her the next day. After my bath in the irrigation canal, I went into her tiled house. She was half naked. She was wearing only the sari and nothing inside. She did not have the blouse and her very beautiful breasts were very clearly visible. I was starring at her big and round breasts. She noticed me. She was looking at my raised and erected penis. We both came very close to each other and she embraced me very tightly and I also embraced her very tightly. We kissed each. Oh, how I love you Maeby Lewis!” Richie knew this was how he wanted to feel every morning for the rest of his life. Maeby was giggling, munching on her oatmeal.“Truth or dare?” Richie asked flatly, out of the blue.“Hmm, truth is a given with you now so I’m gonna go dare,” Maeby said, eyeing him expectantly.“OK, no clothes below the waist at work today. Put on a nice blouse of course. But no one but you and me will know what’s happening down below. Imagine how hot your Zoom meetings will be!”. He grimaced, old habits die hard in extremis it would seem. Best not to let on, deal with it and break it now. He had come a long way but not so far as she wouldn’t take great delight in verbally booting his backside at backsliding. Another grimace, but this time whether or not at the thought of what she would do or at the murdered metaphor he wasn’t certain..... That was better; humour and a rueful internal admission of mentally slacking off a bit, acceptable in the circumstances but not to.