For those who want to chat with me or give their opinion on my writings can contact me on This is a series of incident which needs a detail explanatio... thus if you are not a person who loves lengthy writings do quit reading after this line itself as this a pretty long story which cannot be trimmed as the continuity is the key of this story. Thus stay connected with me throughout the journey. Let’s get started…I have a best friend, her name is Ashwini, she used to work with me in the office, we. We had a three tier filed that afforded us the privilege of have a parking area for teachers and staff, another for holding fire drills or assemblies on one level ( which was mostly used by our huge ROTC class ) that also had on opposite ends a softball or baseball diamonds, The final level contained a quarter mile track that surrounded the football field that our teams used to practice on. There was the chain link fence that surrounded that part of the field cutting it off from the semi circle. ..this older gentleman claiming to be 60 emailed and said he would like to get together. Now keep in mind that I had struck out MANY times on Craigslist and other sites, so I decided to try Manhunt. We had emailed each other many times during the week, saying how I would like to meet him, and see how things went. I finally after 2 or 3 weeks, after some family issues I had to get resolved, got to meet this gentleman. He was tall, kind of hairy, just a bit heavy, just like I like them. I met him. But THAT’S IT! And I’m aching for a pepperoni pizza {with extra cheese!}). Signing off with best wishes to you and yours, Reverend Scott ‘Animal’ Hutchinson P.S. Here’s some more advice for you… Ignore this letter, and make me starve to death! Okay, if you take this advice, you will owe me $500.35, as per our agreement in my last e-mail, so you’ll save money by not taking this advice, and answering my e-mail (still amazed!) in a timely fashion! ———- November 18th, 1998 Dear Mr. Hutchinson:.