He felt like a young man again and he was loving it. Stan got all of the bags into the house and started looking around for anything that he needed to... pick up before his wife and her family came back, good thing they cleaned up before going on vacation so their wasnt much to do. He got out his booze and placed them on the bar counter next to his other booze from previous vacations, reality set in when he realized how many bottle he had. His counter looked like one of the local bars in town but. I tried feebly to ease her worries. Anything you decide I will not hold you to it even if you choose to leave me I will accept it. She lifted her gaze to meet mine. Not immediately but eventually and she gave a fake chuckle at my failed attempt at humor. So you promise to be happy with Ramya or any other girl that finds your interest. That I can’t do and she was clearly disappointed I know I have been acting strangely over the past few weeks but I cannot begin to explain to you my angst at. You open the door and kiss me softly on the lips as I pass you a bottle of sweet wine for us to share over the meal you are currently cooking for us both. You lead me into the kitchen and slide my jacket off whilst kissing my neck from behind. As you take my jacket to hang up behind the door, I walk over to the pasta in the pan and slowly stir it around, then I dip one finger in and suck it slowly to taste the flavour of the delicious sauce you have created. You watch me and walk over to. Landlord, I need to move in today, I want to sleep here tonight, I’m not going back to my husband’s place anymore, I need to move out right away, and I need your help so bad. I already showed you what I’m willing to do, you've already experienced how I can make you feel, You know I’m good at what I do, I promise you, you won’t regret it. Just give me the keys, and let me move in tonight.” Silently, while contemplating my decision, my body responded to hers. Slowly and without thinking, my right.