I thought, She's just one of those naturally voluble people. It didn’t seem that I had any qualities that could possibly be attractive to her. My di...vorce had put a pretty big hole in my sexual confidence.She would often touch me on my right arm and a few times she would rub my forearm or put her hand on mine. At one point we stopped to get take-out at a fast-food restaurant. She asked me, “Paul, do you mind if we parked in the back of the lot and talked for a bit?”“Sure Meryl, that would be. And this wouldn't be the only thing where she not just changed my mind on certain practices - she basically awakened my true sexual preferences I never knew I had or missed.Malee, who as mentioned before was in her mid- to late-30s and barely 5'2" while I was 6'4", was neither strikingly beautiful nor unattractive, neither skinny nor overweight. When I talked to her in the restaurant, she was pleasant to look at and to talk to - "just" a normal, natural Asian woman with long black hair,. “What exactly did you gift her?” I asked“You will find out tomorrow. Don’t worry. It’s decent.” He said.The last part made me feel better when he said it was decent.“And remember, you are in my team. So tomorrow, don’t try to get too possessive of your mother. Just go with the flow and encourage her to do whatever I say. Do you understand?” Reddy asked.I just nodded my head and then walked out of his room. Then I found myself walking towards my mom’s room. I didn’t even know what I was going to. For the next ten minutes, my heart pounded rapidly and sweat rolled down my face. It seemed like everyone was conspiring against me, as I'd get stuck behind someone going too slow or hit every light just as it turned red. I mumbled and cursed under my breath, squeezing the steering wheel tightly between my fingers. And, when the light would finally changed green or the slow poke in front of me turned from my path, I jammed my foot down onto the gas pedal.The drive to her condo never seemed to.