* * * * * * * Caitlyn felt Gabriel calling to her. It was a tiny pull in the dark but enough to want her to respond. She was tired still and her head ...urt, but she needed him. With great effort, she forced herself to wake up. Odd sounds filtered into her brain. She didn’t hear her family which was even more puzzling. Focusing on her other senses, she felt warmth where Gabriel’s hand still held her own. A gentle touch on her face had her turning her head to feel more. She knew it was Gabriel’s. .With me she always use to keep top two buttons of her shirt open or her dupatta or pallu will always be in a manner which will give me good show…Some how we both knew that we r moving towards a sexual relation…One day she invited me for her sons birthday party….Since my wife was also out of town I accepted the offer…I went to her home and she opened the door…She was gorgeously dressed in a pink top and black skirt which was up to knee length..I was surprised to see no one there…She hugged me. It is furnished elegantly and subconsciously probably made Joan feel like a queen, or at least a princess. It exudes opulence in every way, not because of my tastes or desires; these are the doings of a once fabulously wealthy former owner who arrogantly fancied himself a competitive golfer. In a head to head competition at the local country club, we privately wagered a large sum of money on each of four rounds of the tournament. It was a sealed wager, as was the trend for private wagers at our. He was a 52 yr old Black male seeking friendship and someone to just hang out with. I understood his profile and sent him a quick “wink” and thought no more about it. The next day I logged in to find that he had sent me a nice note simply saying thank you for the wink, it made his day. I looked at who was online, and he was in fact on. I wanted to send him an IM request to chat a bit, but was afraid to do so. A few minutes later, I got an IM invitation from him. I answered immediately. We.