It involves my wife (obviously) but does not involve a vast amount of sex. We had been invited to a wedding in Norfolk by a very old friend of Victori.... They had trained as nurses together and, although they rarely see one another nowadays, have kept in touch, if only at Christmas and birthdays. My wife is godmother to Linda's eldest daughter and it was her wedding day. Victoria's godmother duties have long since lapsed and she hardly knew the bride. However, as is socially correct, we had been. Now you’ve given me one. If you wish, I can destroy the Presidential Palace in Brasilia, what’s it called again?” Ben proposed.“The Palácio da Alvorada. Do it, please. For Brazil as well as the rest of the world. Bolsonaro needs to die if the planet is to be saved. It’s that critical to your mission,” Pilar asserted.“I quite agree. Do it. Also, if you can destroy the machines and attack the companies clearcutting the Amazon Rainforest, that would help as well,” I suggested a surgical strike. I hate to put myself down but to be honest I would have to be called homely by anybody's standards and I realize this is the main reason I have so much trouble with women. It's not that I don't think there are women who could love an ugly man it's just I couldn't seem to find them. So here I was picking up a date I'd bought and paid for and I was still so nervous I could feel the sweat running down my spine. I met her at a bar downtown and I felt like a stupid school k**, I just hoped she. My backup plan was to visit the sauna if Simon failed to turn up.On the day, much to my surprise, Simon was sitting waiting when I arrived and we sat in a quiet corner and chatted away over our coffee. He was mega nervous and I tried to get him to relax by not pushing things too quickly. I asked him about his experiences so far. It turned out he was completely straight and had just one hands-on gay encounter in all his life. It was several years previously.Simon had sucked the guy but the guy.