It definitely changed my look versus the sketch. I would have to keep shaving for awhile.I really didn't want to be known as a hero or have to put up ...with all that comes with that label. It wouldn't be as bad here as it was in the States; the media there would blow something like this way out of proportion and would hound that person for months, digging until he had no private life whatsoever. Here, in Canada, there wasn't much sensationalistic reporting or hero worship but I really was a. I'm going to get married again."There was a stunned silence and then Hilary said, "Good! Sorry I was so slow off the mark but after the last time we spoke I got the impression you were resigned to widowhood. Jane would be delighted for you."Tim gulped. This was going better than he ever expected. "She is. You know how I told you that we had these sort of conversations. Well she told me that I deserved to give and receive the same sort of love that we had for each other and that she would. The hand was back again, caressing, playing with my butt cheeks, squeezing them, a finger rubbing up and down my ass crack and pressing the cloth of my pants up to my hole. My dick got immediately hard! This was fucking perverted shit and my dick was hard! Well, it was just because I hadn't been laid for a while. That was it. And jacking off wasn't really satisfying lately. So it was just general horniness. Nothing more. The elevator wasn't quite as full as yesterday, but even when a space. I wanted him. I smiled as he made his way to me, embracing me in a hug and giving me a peck on the cheek. He commented on how I looked and asked to buy me another beer. We talked and drank beer until the bar closed at midnight. Neither one of us wanted to leave each others company so he invited me back to his place. We decided that I would leave with him and he would drop me off to my truck in the morning. It was a pretty good drive back to his house and I teased him the whole way there. I have.