.." He sat down next to me. He was dressed as if he was in a Ralph Lauren ad (khaki pants, button-down shirt, vest, tie, and black shoes). He had a fa...e like Prince William and a perfect smile like Jude Law.He said to me "Hello miss. My name is Brandon." as he held out his hand. I held out my hand and introduced myself "Nice to meet you. I'm Clara."." Clara. What a beautiful name" Brandon replied as he kissed my hand. Not only is Brandon handsome, he's also very charming like those men you read. When it happened I was freaked out. I was actually scared about how he felt me up and made me touch him in his pool while his wife was out. But during our time apart, I couldn't get the memory of what happened out of my head. I eventually realized that I enjoyed it and wanted to experience it again. The problem was that he was way older than me, but that added to my kinky attraction. Not only was he the first guy to make me feel this way, but I also didn't want to be with anyone else but him on. "Of course it MATTERS. Do not think that just because all this creation just sort of happened thatthat lets YOU off the hook. It is given to us as men and women to forgeour lives how we wish. To impose our OWN meaning on them. Indeed, weare always imposing our OWN meaning on everything anyway. For when aperson looks at the vast expanse of the Cosmos and feels his or her ownego pale by comparison what do you suppose is giving to the Cosmos it'smystique but that very same ego? It is YOU who gives. We left the gas station next door to the motel right at 9:45 so we could have a clean ride to LA. After we hit the city limits, all bets were off on relaxed riding.Glenn, Gary, Rob and I would have our hands full, but the guys riding backdoor were going to be crucial. We left on time and pulled out in a loose group of eighteen but we were in our individual groupings so we could spread out. We were on the 1 and it was just a short ride to the 101. We had decided we would take the 101 through.