My Queen mentioned that she loves the touch of a woman every once in awhile, if the woman is the “right” one. I have to admit it was a huge turn o...n hearing her admit that in front of our newly found friends! I also noticed that Rhonda didn’t even as much as flinch when she said it. In fact, Rhonda mentioned that she is no stranger to bi-sexual play and agreed that the woman has to turn her on for it to happen. In typical male fashion, Roger and I quickly said that we don’t swing both ways which. She noticed me playing with the rope and came near me. I was stunned to see her near me.She smelled rose and was sweaty due to the weather. She was wearing a saree, her sweat drops were dropping from her hips.Devi mam: What are you doing?Me: Nothing mam. Just playing with ropes.Devi mam: Nice knots you have made with the rope. But leave it and listen to the class.I left the rope and thought of listening to the class but ended staring at her. After the class, she called me and asked if you. He raves about how everyone is in a good mood all the time because they are constantly trying to do their best. He says it carries over to their personal lives." Where did the man work that he had training at the company?" I asked, curious to see whom we had lost along the way.Mac answered, "He worked in Jacksonville when he was sent to Tampa for training. He came over here, following a young lady he was crazy about. He's since married her and is employed with my company. He talks about S&S all. The great feeling of triumph over a boy in a sport that I benched-warmed all through middle school was a vivid feeling. Rarely do I bring it up, but it is a fond memory. I remember faintly our goodbyes. His promises of staying in touch seemed too good to be true, and boy, was I right. I hadn’t heard from him since. I heard my aunt call my name from the other room. ‘This is it,’ I thought in my head as I inhaled. I always wonder what he is doing. I can never be so sure, because he hardly talks.