"Would you? I know it's not the same." But I'll still be making love to you and that's what counts."Emma leant in for another kiss which was rather mo...e evenly matched."Shall we go and have some lunch?" Jerry asked.They both went through to the kitchen. He turned on the oven and popped two bread rolls into it."Shall we share another can of lager while we wait for the rolls?" Mm, yes please."Emma looked round. "This is a jolly good kitchen," she said. "Plenty of cupboard space." Yes and no. If. You have nothing to be embarrassed about in that department. Come on.”After only a slight hesitation, I followed her out on the same side.The store wasn’t a Men’s Warehouse, but I could see suits on display in the windows and several other articles too. The place looked expensive, which made me even more apprehensive about the idea of anyone buying clothes for me. Danielle didn’t seem to notice and continued on as if nothing were wrong. Her hand held onto mine and I didn’t want to upset her, so. ’ — In a blink of an eye, my life changed. The Halloween decorations looked sinister. I walked through my days as if I were surrounded in a grey cotton cloud, or wading in a murky stream. I didn’t talk to anyone. I didn’t answer check my personal email. I wrote the articles I needed to for work, but I felt like I was phoning in the answers from some remote part of my brain, composing blog posts lauding fake Christmas trees with ‘authentic’ tree scents, and finding ten synonyms for high-speed. Please read the first and second part to get the hang of the story.Horny Ladies, Aunties and unsatisfied widows can contact me. I am a married man of 38 years age, with a lovely wife who had moved to US for project works along with our son, leaving me all alone here in Bangalore. My wife’s elder sister and her hubby had died in a car crash recently and their only daughter Shanaya was staying with me as my wife had ordered me to look after her. The 3rd part of the story.Now Shanaya had many.