Life at the later stages of the journey can be really fun, and draggy ( pardon the pun ) or sizzling hot. I was looking at a lady the evening before, admiring her looks ( admit to that stare of mine ) and she approached me.
"Uncle ( that's being polite to 'DOM' ), are you staring at me? Don't think you are being rude?"
Wow! I was in the pub and besides guzzling beers, and braying with your pals, you looked around. I ain't like seated on my throne of Games, watching my pee taking its own trajectory. So, I nodded to her.
"I was looking at the ladies here who may be suitable for my daughter in law. I guess you are for the interview? There is a treasure vault on the deal." Didn't tell her we Men all carried millions in us.
"Nope, I am married." She left me seated alone. My pals laughed at me. I looked at them and said.
"At least, I got attention from a lady compared to you losers." I did not buy the next round of beers though. Losers are petty in drawings from their pockets. And I lost a potential daughter in law.
It was my rare breaks' outing then. I am not a pub drinker but the occasional drop-by guests. I hardly drink except for social events and that was moderate. In my series of drinking bouts, I was only drunk twice. I remember it well, for my pal was negotiating with the lady on the street for an early morning discount.
I am careful with my consumption for I try not to overdrink and wake up on the pavement or over a dead blonde lady. Pardon my misgivings, but my readings of Perry Mason's novels strengthen my concerns ( pun intended ).
Another thing was I used my training as an Accountant to remembered details of the events hence if I am questioned, I can still say I did not touch your thigh. 'It was Henry, he is the lewd guy'. It helped me on one occasion when the lady staff confronted me the next morning.
I should have said; 'did I make you feel nice' but at the sober age then, I replied 'nope. It was not me. Ask Henry' Henry was always drunk and I knew I was safe if he ever testifies in court.
One time at the office when we were planning an outing, we had to co-share the rooms. The ladies said if there were not enough rooms, they won't mind to share it with me. Henry congratulated me but the reply the ladies said was more plain-fully painful.
"We trust him for he won't change beds in the night." Wow! I felt hurt. I wanted to ask 'would you?" but I was too hurt.
Talking about lewd, I was hit by the email that said 'I saw you watching porn'. So pay up with Bit-Coins. Wow! I was taken aback by the accusations. I wanted to reply to the hacker in the following lines.
1. I was watching porn for CNN was without interesting news besides impeachment.
2. I was watching porn on teens from the 70's image which made them about my age at current times.
3. Was it your mother I saw then at the image? I am sorry but she looked nicer then.
4. Bit-Coins? Sorry, I don't have any. I am as poor as the field mice when the grains are taken up by the locusts. That's why I watched free porn.
5. Masturbating? Geez, was it what I was doing? I thought it was the itch in my pants then. Anyway, if it was, it may be stimulating my prostate glands. Try that, its recommended by doctors for elderly folks.
6. Care to borrow my dildo? I have no use for since I bought it.
Reminded me of the article I read of the 87 years old man receiving the same email. I will suggest them to get a life that is more fun than watching over what others are doing.
Or qualify the ladies at the pub as a daughter in law? Now, you can see the common link to the issue.
Oaky, back to my tales.
No, I am not taking a break. It's just I am completing my current tale at 35K words but I needed to wrap the ending. And its getting lengthy as I write. But I will get it done this week.
Chapter One is up today. And no lewd stuff there.
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