She was standing totaly nude in front of me with her towel tide till her chest to cover her upper parts. I asked her “aap kyo haans rahi ho?”, she...told me that,”mai aappe aapki shadi se hi fida ho gayi thi.” i asked her “kyo?” to usne kaha,”mere pati muze puri tarah khush nahi kar sakte. Woh jab mood hota hai tab mere paas aate hai aur do char dhakke deke jhar jate hai. Aur so jate hai. Muze tadapta chod ke so jate hai.” maine pucha,”tum mujhse kya chahti ho?” to usne kaha” tum meri pyaas buza. " Laura was surprised. "My father's mother, my grandmother, was a full-blooded Cherokee indian. I'm told it's her blood in me. That's why I have so little body hair and my beard grows so slow. It would take me forever to grow a beard." He'd tried, without success. "That's good. Why don't you go ahead and shave anyway, just to get rid of the little bit of stubble you do have? Then we'll get started." He already had a very nice, even complexion but the foundation smoothed it to perfection. She. He was really happy to see me. I was too, he was in his underwear and i could see his sexy body. After breakfast we went to the backyard to have a swim. We were in the pool for hours. Then we sat on poolside and gramps started talking about girlfriends and all. Gramps: You still havent managed to find a girlme: gramps i think i am gaygramps: how do you knowme: i dont know i just dont like girls at all... i do feel attracted to some mengramps: have u tried a cockme: no.. im scared gramps: come. Even if he hadn't quite "gotten" that invitation. That part was confusing too. She'd been angry when she asked him if he'd ever seen Pike's Peak, at the same time suggesting, between the lines, at least, that he think about that. There was a tug-of-war that went on inside her when it came to Bob. Part of her craved having a man in her life - a good man for once. And her instinct told her Bob was a good man. She didn't think of it as chemistry, because she'd never believed in chemistry to that.