It was Melony. Melony Boon.The crowd was giving a standing ovation to Jenny as Melony clawed herway back to her feet. The performer gave a theatrica... bow, and thenonce again locked eyes with Melony. Electricity shot down Melony'sspine, and as Jenny sauntered off stage, giving cheering patrons onelast glance at her glorious posterior, Melony followed her in a trance.Backstage wasn't the glitz and glamour of the front, the velvet of thestage giving way to cracked wood and changing rooms. One. A couple of weeks ago, I had a late meeting at the office and Shirley drove herself home from work. I arrived home an hour later, and saw her car in the driveway. As I entered the house, I called out her name, but received no response. I looked all around the house, and couldn't find any trace of her. It wasn't until I picked up the phone and was considering to call 911 that Shirley popped out of a closet, totally nude, and yelled "SURPRISE!" She was a little kid that was playing hide-and-seek!. If she stepped forward we'd both have more room. I looked down, her cute arse was pressed against my lap and her torso was shielded by my unbuttoned coat. As the train accelerated I felt her body against mine and as it slowed she gently moved away. I considered the situation. Perhaps she was no observer of the typically English social rule; that whilst a confined space means we can't have as much personal space as we'd like (miles), we should avoid touching at almost all costs. Either way,. Again, this is kind of a story of how we met and for later. Normally, I don’t like to drive cause’ when it comes to travel, I love to watch the scenery and relax while conversing about random and fun stuff as the world goes by, literally. This particular trip, my wife urged me to drive, said she’d “appreciate” it. Not sure what that meant, but I trust her, so I did what she requested. Now, before I go on, I need to set this up.I eat a lot of pineapple and natural whole foods. I try to shy away.