I was particularly drawn to Encounters, about one night stands. Suddenly my staid hetero world had changed.I found myself on Craiglist seeking casual...encounters and it didn't take long before I got a response. We agreed to meet at a pub at the end of Adelaide Street. He was staying at a local hotel on business and we had described what we would be wearing. As soon as I spotted him sitting alone at a table drinking a beer I knew that I was not going to back out.I am six-feet-two-inches tall. Hair also never seemed to be an issue, despite your mixed South Asian heritage, and Stacy always complained how such smooth, dark skin was wasted on a guy.Your bodies were so similar that Stacy would often borrow your clothes, and one time she convinced you to try on one of her dresses for fun. You never did that again…because you were embarrassed at how well they fit- not tight, but snug enough to hug your body in all the “wrong” places.“Alright, lets head in” I said, as we began walking to. Breakfast following that was as good as the one yesterday had been. Over coffee, Jill asked about today.“So a haircut, apple butter, and a storage chest,” she said before asking, “Anything else?”“Nothing that I can think of presently. We’ll need to play it by ear,” I told her, before remembering what I wanted to ask her.“Any news from Atlanta?”“Atlanta was fairly quiet last night according to the news earlier this morning. However, there was trouble in Savannah, Augusta, Columbus, and Macon. We didn't go back to collect your old one. Is there anything else that either of you need." They both assured him they were fine, but Dave insisted on the new bikini "as long as I get to pick it" he added with a laugh.Off they went to the shopping centre. Bikini first, food second Dave said as we don't want the food spoiling if Jill takes too long finding a new bikini. They saw a shop that looked as if it might sell what Jill needed. Next door Peter spied a news agency and said he was going to.