Their romance was unlike any I’ve seen in the young. They decided that they liked each other over coffee. There were no games, no little attempts to...deceive. There was a refreshing directness in their interaction. They started honestly and stayed honest. They knew that at their age they didn’t have time to waste. I wish the young people in this room could have learned how to love others from them. I wish more of the elderly would take the risk and reach out to each other for love and. She is a very free-minded girl, which I like the most, also the mischievous one.We had some function in my home. I invited her that day. She was happy. She was wearing a purple suit and had bangles in her hand. She came in, smiled, and asked why I was still in bed. I said that I was a bit tired and will join in sometime.She gave me a naughty smile and said, “Should I give you a neck massage?” I was feeling shy, so I said no. She convinced me to a neck massage. I was only in my shorts. My chest. He helped me out and to dress in that gown, and I squatted to relieve myself, it was agony, the wax restricting the outfall and it taking `backfilling my sex and taking a long while to seep past the wax plug. Mat even tried to pry it out, but it was impossible, it was just too big and oh so very painful, so after a time we drove on home, me still seeping piss into his foot-well all the way!” Tony adding that, ”it took an hour to remove all that wax having to trim her hair with scissors then. So I walked toward him, and put my arm on his shoulder.“Don’t be angry with me”“Listen Gabe, I know we did stuff and all, but I am not sure about all of it. I don’t think I am even gay”Honestly, I didn’t want that to be true. I wanted him to be gay. I wanted him, even though I already had someone.I looked into his eyes, his soft eyes, and I went ahead and kissed him. At first, I felt resistance, like he really didn’t want to, but then he started to loosen up. I felt his tongue at my lips,.