Just be on time. I’ll be waiting outside for you.??I’ll be there.??There’s one more thing.? He told me, ?I know you love me and you want to take... me to bed, but I have to warn you there might be a problem with that.?He paused, and I listened, feeling surprised that my confident lover sounded so unsure all of a sudden.?You know I told you I’ve been in a bit of trouble???Yes, you told me.??Well I’ve been stabbed more than once and I have some pretty bad scars. I don’t like showing them off. I will. They started dating and mom got pregnant with me so they'd gotten married. "Yeah. That's me." What are you doing in my backyard?" She pulled her gum out of her mouth, stretching it between her teeth and her fingers before popping it back in."I... uh... got lost?" Oh how lame could I be?"You got lost and ended up in my back yard?" Yeah, that's my story and I'm sticking to it," I said, trying to joke my way out of it. I guess I was about eighteen years too early for that song to have been out. As John entered my apartment, I smelled his faint aftershave...rather...his perfume. Mmmm...he smelled delicious. We talked awhile then he asked me if I wanted him to talk or to give a massage. I nervously stated that I needed a massage and then he told me to go to my bedroom and strip and lay down on my bed, on my stomach, and if need be, to cover myself. As I stripped, I noticed he had entered my bedroom and watched me stepping out of my clothes. My boner was apparent to him as it dripped in. We agreed to meet Sunday late afternoon again. The lesson went on fine. At the end I asked whether I could invite her as a special thanks to a restaurant as I did not want to cook. She said this is a good idea. We decided for a Thai restaurant, and to meet there in 30 minutes. On my way I had a couple of phone calls. In the restaurant I told her, that I’m married, but on a sabbatical and was brought up in Germany. She told me that she was not interested in marriage and has alway been special..