Our relationship grew more and more flirty, and him constantly walking around in his jocks drove me insane! Once we cleaned the spare room out he mov...d in there. I was relieved to have that temptation out of my bed but he still spent most of the time in my room. We used to wrestle and fool around a lot and the more we did it the closer we got to a more intimate feeling. One day, as he was getting in the shower I knocked to ask him something. He opened the door, completely naked and asked me. Paying and collecting my bags, thinking ‘maybe she not getting enough at home!’ as I make my way out to the parking lot. As I come out there’s Miss Hermann Tiger, as if she was waiting to get me alone outside.“Hey mister I want to properly thank you for what you did back in there for me!” Flashing her blue eyes at me. “I found my wallet finally but I’ve been robbed of my money!” Holding her wallet up and out showing me it’s empty, except for a student id card from Hermann High School. Trust me. I suppose it was down to lack of confidence but I had kissed a few girls.It all changed on two nights in February 1969. I received a phone call from a girl who said that she had met me at a certain pub in Birmingham town centre. I knew then that she was lying as I had never been there. The phone call itself didn’t surprise me too much as at the time one of my mates had got into the habit of writing my name and phone number on the back of seats on buses.I went along with what she was saying and. When I was 42, last year, I was diagnosed with Type 2 adult onset diabetes. With just a little care for my diet, and some more effort devoted to getting some exercise, and a couple of well-known drugs, I had my blood sugar under control. With one exception, the side effects were minimal. I could still work, as a cryogenics materials analyst. There was just one problem, which surfaced right after my birthday. Fairly quickly, over about six months before the diagnosis, I started to become.