Looking in the mirror for reassurance and courage I convince myself I ampretty but my make-up is not perfect. My DNA is totally smudged.With a sigh of... resignation I retreat to the kitchen and pour myself aglass of wine. I put a little bit of soothing music on the stereo andrelax on the sofa with my legs folded beneath me and a cushion to hug incomfort.Maybe I will go out tomorrow.FinisThis tale was inspired by the following poem. I claim no credit or inputof the poetry. Also it is not for. And that part of himself that even he could never directly tap for a clear answer was pretty well convinced that C'mell loved him as well. That little understood part of him knew axiomatically that you can't truly love someone else who doesn't truly love you in return.As always her unexpected sensuality caused him to catch his breath. Only a near century and a half of experience allowed him to automatically hide his reaction. It does not behoove a Lord of the Instrumentality to ever reveal too. Mirror me dekha to wo mand mand muskara rahi thi,to maine ekdam se break lagaya aur unke boobs ka maja liya,bad me hum shahar pahuch gaye,waha shoping ki,unko mall me leke gaya,unke liye kapade,im.jewellery kharid ke diya,itna sab shoping ke liye wo mana karne lagi,maine unko kaha ki mai apako bahot pasand karata hu,to wo hasane lagi,aur puchane lagi,aisa kya haiMujame,to maine kaha aap bahot sundar aur sexy hai, ye sunkar wo man himan me muskarane lagi,bad me maine unko mall ke restau me khana. Audrey and I made our way to a seat on the high side of the boat, and hooking our toes under the padded rail, hung our butts over the side to help counterbalance the boat, which was heeling over hard in the stiff breeze. Judith grinned at us and asked where we'd been."Fixing some sandwiches!" Audrey said, holding up the little cooler in one hand while holding on to the safety line with the other.Judith was standing at the wheel in her yellow bikini, sneakers and sunglasses. She was completely.