‘How about a drive?’ I took her hand and the smile returned instantly. She might have raced me to the car if we had been in a hurry, we certainly ...ere not. Her hand found my thigh as we began our drive. I was powerless to stop her magic, and like pulling a rabbit from a hat, I began to grow in response. Erryn knew what she was doing to me, she was not only doing it on purpose, but sending me a very non-verbal message. My drive became directed to my place. I had a loft in the heart of the old. When Joanne saw him, she was understandably suspicious of him. He had cutoff all contact and now he wanted to see her."I'm glad you came," Jeremy said."Well I was curious." I know, I know. I have been acting like a child lately. Not just achild but like a toddler. It was all ME! ME! ME! What I wanted, what Ihad to have." Uh huh." I guess I was looking for my youth. I was having a mid-life crisis." I guess, but why are you telling me this. And why now?" I have been seeing this therapist,. My eyes hungrily looked up to watch my mother walking towards the sofa while her ass cheeks swayed. "Shall I bring a hot cup of coffee?" she asked with her eyes glued on the television."No. Thanks," I replied and kept looking at her knowing well that she wasn't in the mood to take her eyes of the TV. She was wearing a stiff cotton saree which kept fluttering in the breeze of the ceiling fan. She had considerably reduced the height of her blouses which just about concealed her reasonably big. This also has the distinction of being a mostly true story. I've changed names and locations and obvious embellished some of the background, and the ending is mine (since I don't know what the real ending is). While it seems unreal, this is reality.It was a guy I met while at a conference in the great North West a few years back. We got drunk – or at least I did -, traded bullshit and then, when I asked why he was single, he told me this incredible story. I'm in two minds about whether it's all.