I'd made a mistake--it was essentially a rail stop. We steamed on to Laem Sing where the temperature in the upper 80's/lower 90's lured us to the beac.... We were informed that if we saw any buddhist priests it was proper to offer them food, but never money unless it was covered, as they had taken vows to never touch money. Okay, envelopes were cheap and I had a few krugerrands in my pocket. I was going to blow some minds.Three old men in red/gold robes waited patiently for offerings where the. Third person pronouns, then, reflect her status as a princesses."Tiffani sighed, "And that's the crux of Matilda's problem. Too many fairy tales."Nicole-g asked, 'Do kids still read fairy tales?' Taylor-N thought, =Don't ask me. I didn't read; I watched cartoons."Matilda had a one-track mind, "Tell Matilda about the tops. Is she correct: Nicole's aunt is an artist? Are the tops hand-painted? That would make them originals! Matilda hears that Nicole's aunt paints nudes."Taylor-N stopped so. ....Of course, I deleted the guys who didn't make an effort.I did have one response that stood out. The guy didn't have a photo on his profile but he sent a nice message. Lets call him Tony. Tony, complimented me on my speedos, said he loves a guy in speedos. Tony is thirty-nine years old, married (to a woman), likes playing with guys on the side. He sent me through a photo of him at the beach, wearing dork shorts unfortunately, with his wife and he had blurred her face out which I thought was. I crossed my legs, which allowed my skirt to hike up showing him that I had no hose and no panties on. I think his eyes fell out of his head. I could see that the bulge in his pants was getting bigger, moving before my eyes. I did not think that I would get this kind of reaction. ‘I had to see you’ I said. ‘I know we can’t go back, but I still miss what we had, our life together.’ He did not say anything. He subtly adjusted his junk to a more comfortable position. ‘We really need to talk, why.