This is a short story about an old man and his thoughts. No sex other then thinking about it.I have a problem that faces many older men. I don't care ...if you're in your late fifties or late sixties, you might have this problem also. No, it's not erectile dysfunction but quite the opposite. I want to have sex. My wife tells me it's in my mind but I know better. It might start in my mind but ends up as a hard-on in my pants. I would like to do something about it other than masturbate.My wife isn't. They were new to Chennai andhave no one here. The girl name was Manju(name changed). She is such abeauty having a great structure. Any man who sees her will definitely willhave a hard on inside his trousers. Even i use to masturbate thinking ofher.Soon after her marriage she became pregnant and since being alone my mother used to give her health tips to be followed during pregnancy. And by this our family became close to her and her husband. Months passed and herdelivery date also arrived.She. Said the mother superior to the other girl. Stella, you may get up now and rearrange your clothing. Then if you wish you may have 1 hour to yourself in your dorm. As Stella stood up she said to the mother superior. No thank you I'd rather just go to my next class and get today over with. Thank you for caning me, I hope it will teach me in future to think before I act. Sister Agnes please escourt Florence to her next class, said the mother superior. As Florence was led away still sniffling her. He had a gun and I surrendered. I lived with him as his slave until Milton incorporated us into his band of marauders. Life hadn't been pleasant and became less so after that. Milton added us about three years ago. I have thought of suicide but have tried to help some of the other girls. Terri is special."Terri smiled up at her as I bandaged her face and put a better bandage on her leg.There were four others, three women and one man. He was holding hands with one of the women. They appeared to.