.THE PROBLEM SOLVER- handsome- wealthy-fit-and "skilled" !But how did a mysterious man like you get all this? Well it's quite simple really.Back when ...ou were very young, around 18, you had been out of a party, drinking your heart away and stumbling into a very deadly forest!As you were pissing on the deformed trees you notices a bright meteorite fall from the sky! Out of curiosity and severe drunkness, you went near the meteorite to find a large metallic orb!Thinking it would be funny, you. She climbed down the ladder, saying goodness knows what, all I was concerned with was coming up with a believable excuse for looking up her skirt.By the time she got down the ladder I was flushed with embarrassment. “You were looking up my skirt weren’t you”? Said Sally who was now directly in front of me, touching me almost as the space between shelves was very narrow. “You were looking at my fufu” Fufu, never heard that word before and in my confusement and embarrassment I blurted out,. He looked up, and as he did my mind was filled with apprehension, but all he did was smile. I can just see him now sitting in the chair, smiling, putting the beer bottle down, and looking up at me. "You look great," he said, "even better as a girl than as a guy, and as you know I like guys." I rushed over and dropped to me knees and put my around him and kissed him. I loved him more than I thought I could ever love. The next few weeks were a blur. Linda and I shopped, we went to lunch,. I was the one smitten with his beauty, his soul, his knowledge and love of all things that grow, and here he was professing the exact same things I thought about him. ‘It is you Albert, who is the philosopher, no, the poet. Your words are too kind. Your touch too gentle. I need to find my own words but I’m at a loss for what to say.’ ‘You don’t need to say anything. I hear your words when I look in your eyes.’ In retrospect, our words may have seemed a bit childish, but they were our words and.