My friends brother was really smokin hot and if I was going to do anything sexual with qnother guy or turn gay it would definitely be with him. So I g...t hold of my friend and tell him i'm coming by to buy some pot for the weekend. So he knows my feelings about his 15y.o. brother, he knows i'm curious about sucking off another guy and I'm going over to pick up some pot knowing that this could happen. I think it was the excitement of knowing i'm going to be sucking a stranger, being spontaneous. . ’ God, my face was on fire. Mike smiled and leaned into my space. His mouth inches from my ear. ‘It’s ok Stac, you trying to cop a feel since you already saw it this morning.’ ‘What?’ I looked up at his laughing eyes. The nerve of this bastard. First, his nonchalance this morning and now this. And another thing, who was he to call me Stac? I don’t even know him. And he invaded my space. Beth watched me stomp away, the rest of the table was so engrossed in their conversations that they didn’t. My wife at the time was a very educated woman, while Brandy was a high school graduate who had gotten pregnant early on in life and never really had time to go back to school. I, too, was educated, but did not have the propensity for being a snob like my ex-wife did. I had no problem talking with her, almost always about the kids or the weather. I did, however, have the hots for her in a major way. She was the type of woman I had been attracted to before I got married: curvy, sexy eyes, loved. What a logic.Me: Logic is everywhere.Sushma: where? I can’t see it.Me: the way we behave is logically connected with what we know and what we have experienced, the way speak has logic, logically correct way of speaking, way of dressing, way of driving, way of having food, having sex… everything will be perfect.Sushma: Sex? What is logical about it?Me: There is. But may I know how old are you?Sushma: Well enough to know and speak about sex. And quite experienced in it too. And what logic that.