When I asked what that might be, he said that he wanted thereal scoop on sex as a convert, which, considering the publication hewas aiming for, made s...nse. It made me stop to think that there reallywasn't much written about the sex lives of converts, and that this wasalmost certainly deliberate."I asked Mike to elaborate on what was going to be involved, what heneeded from me, and so on. He told me that what he really wanted was alot of spicy details, things that would surprise the readers.. “Sorry John, have I interrupted you from the pool or something?” I asked.“No” he replied “ I am just about to change but was hot and felt free and easy like this, you know how it is”“wow you certainly look as though you have been working out, are you on some kind of program”? I stammered.“I aways try to keep trim son, you don’t look half bad yourself, you’ve broadened a bit yourself in the last year, show us that bicep” he said.So I lifted my arm and flexed my bicep and he gently held my arm. .very demanding…She paused to put her glass on the counter. When he put his hands on her shoulders, she slipped into a tight embrace.“...A gentleman who will...make me learn all the tricks in the books…“What kind of books are you reading?She giggled with her face buried in his armpit. He tried, but his arms were not long enough to reach her behind. “But...i don´t suppose that you have...employed me to...cuddle...” she said, leaning back while trying hard to keep a straight face. Her arms fell. We chat and joke, Dale's good company witha wicked sense of humour, even though I don't think he's certain how to takeme. It's sort of nice to have someone who seems so confident a little offbalance. There are times when he leans in to put his hand on my knee beforeremembering himself and pulling back that make me feel so in control, thoughalways there's a little warning in the back of my head of what could happenif he knew what I really was...He takes my hand to help me out of the car, at.