I mention this because I pass by several likely venues as I ride my bicycle on weekend solo rides. As an in-shape, 62 year old, married professional w...th family, these are not the kind of thoughts that anyone who knows me could imagine that I would entertain, much less act upon. Nevertheless, my secret gay fantasies were realized a short time ago. I was cycling along a remote section of road that borders a small unit of National Park Service property. Along the route are a couple of trailheads. By this time I have became close friend to priya and she started sharing every thing with me at first I have got crush on her but slowly I have got feelings for her. She is 1year elder to me that’s one point which also helped me to get close to her.We even started to tease each other.Finally after 3months the day has arrived, her mom as usual went to office and my parents were out of town since 2 days for a tour so I have to eat in there house until they return. When I returned from college I. With my face plastered on the news telling people I was a kidnapper and a murderer, I wasn’t crazy about having to stop and ask for directions, or buy another map.I found the address for the blandly named Florida Cargo Storage Company on the map, where Ronny said the Russians were holding the girls waiting for transportation out of Miami.By this point I had a clear idea of the operation as it went in Florida. The Russians brought the girls in, and the Hernandez Cartel distributed those girls. The mare she arose!And believe it or not, set out on her toes,And chased after the field, which she slowly caught up,And a horse with no jockey went after the cup.The crowd cheered with delight, as they galloped it out,With her bridle all lose, it was just a plain rout!And when they got to the finish, you could knock me stone dead,For a horse with no jockey, was ten lengths ahead!Now I ought to have cheered, as she finished in style,But the truth of it was, I could not raise a smile,Though she.