Here is a thought for you - maybe what would work for you and Gary is the affair that you say you aren't looking for. Instead of taking pot-luck every...once in a while maybe a steady fellow (fellows?) you see once every couple of weeks or so would work. Ask Gary what he thinks. He might like the idea of knowing he is going to get what he wants more often and he may even be more comfortable knowing that it is from a steady source and not scatter-shot. But then what the fuck do I know? I'm just a. I started to liked him…A bit.We reached the hotel by about 6.45. Then we went to book the room.While booking the room, he asked me to sit on the bank nearby while he booked the room. Then only he asked me to come with him. For some reason, he wanted to hide who exactly came with him. I was good with that, obviously but still I was afraid that I would see someone I personally know. Glad I did not.The room he booked was in an alone corridor….There were other rooms as well but none of them were. He was a clever k** but there was a dark side to him which shook my world even to date. At the tender age of ten on a very balmy mid noon we were alone in my house after returning from school. My parents wet running a little late and informed my neighbors to look after me. This friend of mine was the neighbors k**. He was acting a little serve that day. When heard his parents talk to mine about taking care of me, he winked at me and poked me. I generally wouldn't react and I didn't. I gave him. I was still standingthere stunned when the door opened and she pushed pastme.‘Get out of my way!’ She barked. ‘I have phoned a taxi,it will be here in a few minutes.’‘You can’t go out like that! In just a nightie!’‘You’re right!’ She said as she pulled it off and wentdown stairs naked. She took a raincoat out of the hallcloset. She put it on just as the taxi lights flashedthrough the window.‘You’ll need some money for the.