. I am wet 24×7. I keep craving for physical love. So in order to keep myself busy (so that i don’t think about love making anymore), i tried using...internet.. Get to know people, chatting etc etc..I met a handsome guy (Sahil) over the internet, we started chatting, and i could not help myself falling in love with him. He was so caring, respectful. (I got attracted towards him because of his soft n caring nature). My liking towards him was increasing day by day, because when i was in my teens i. Then I inevitably end up saying something random and get called a wanker. Usually a four-eyed one at that. I'm not one of the 'lads', no matter how hard I try. I have a go at talking the talk, acting like I'm one of them. It doesn't fool anyone, least of all me. Oh yeah, I wear glasses. Have done for ages. I've got ludicrously long arms and legs. Well I reckon so! I used to be fantastic at swimming the back stroke. Long arms, big hands. I'm not over keen on what growing up is doling out to me.. “Fortune smiles upon you,” he murmured, shaking his head slightly.“Fortune favors the clever,” Jafar replied. A boast and a warning.“A pity that fortune did not smile upon Ali,” Qadir said thoughtfully. “First those guards attack him - and disappear. And then the boy himself.”“Fortune does not favor the unwise,” As he said this, the vizier brushed a finger along the slave girl’s cheek, smiling as if at some joke. The girl’s beautiful face betrayed dismay for a moment. Possibly even. It had to be a mutual thing. The funny thing is that is exactly how it was with Ron and I. To all outward appearances the neighbors just assumed that Ron had a weekend girlfriend. Hell, the body form was so good that my own sister in law didn't suspect anything, even when I sat 3 feet away from her, so you know the neighbors didn't either. I would do all the "womanly chores" for us like going to the dry cleaners, the pharmacy and while doing the grocery shopping, and I often met the.