I sat next to a moderate Republican on the plane. We are Texans, going to a place where your word of honor means nothing, the people are not friendly, and they talk funny. Of course, we talked politics.
I am not a moderate. You might call me extreme, but I prefer radical. Look it up in the dictionary. At one point, he said "You don't understand, Rome wasn't built in a day."
I replied "No, you don't understand. Rome isn't being built! Rome is burning!"
Then we talked about the Redskins.
You do not want to argue politics with a professional like me.
Right now, I have no interest. I am home again. I feel great, and smell better than any man should.
When I got home, Megan had arrived about an hour before I did, and gave me a greeting that surprised me. She kissed me, of course, but such kisses! Very brief, each accompanied by her saying "Dear!" softly. Meagan is incredibly affectionate when the other girls are not home, but she never uses her tongue when she kisses me, and never calls me dear. Maybe she was just looking for some kissing. She and Courtney really kiss a lot.
So I left her embrace stunned, slightly dizzy, and smelling of Prada Tendre. A surprise, Megan had no laundry for me to do (her sister had done it last night), just a pair of pants, one cotton shirt, and a pair of panties. She had left them for me where the girls alwasy leave thier laundry; on the floor. So I did a load of laundry for Courtney and Megan and straightened up thier room. I had just finished when Megan came in and asked me to leave because she wanted to masturbate. I had just about shut the door before I heard Megan plug in her Eroscillator. A gift last Christmas from me.
With Courtney and Megan separated, with Aisha and I half way across the country, I am sure that masturbation was a major theme for all of us for the last week.
Courtney came home, hugged me, and left me smelling like Chanel Number Five.
Then came my Sun, my Moon, my Desert Rose, my Pearl Beyond Price. Who proceeded to slap me hard five times. She said nothing as she pulled me into er bedroom. She continued to be silent for about 40 minutes, until she asked me to finish in her mouth. Then she complained I had not been drinking enough fruit juice.
So my latest fragrance is J'Adore Dior.
Are you impressed I know thier perfumes? More impressed that I know women need at least two perfumes, and why? More so that I know what they are?
Check it out. Here are the summer fragrances.
Aisha: Dior Patchouli Imperial, and Dior Addict 2
Courtney: Swithces to Chanel 19
Megan: Prada Infusion (there are several types) and Prada Candy.
They seem to find a brand and stick with it. The body care products they use are also of that brand.
Ladies, is this normal?
I am not a moderate. You might call me extreme, but I prefer radical. Look it up in the dictionary. At one point, he said "You don't understand, Rome wasn't built in a day."
I replied "No, you don't understand. Rome isn't being built! Rome is burning!"
Then we talked about the Redskins.
You do not want to argue politics with a professional like me.
Right now, I have no interest. I am home again. I feel great, and smell better than any man should.
When I got home, Megan had arrived about an hour before I did, and gave me a greeting that surprised me. She kissed me, of course, but such kisses! Very brief, each accompanied by her saying "Dear!" softly. Meagan is incredibly affectionate when the other girls are not home, but she never uses her tongue when she kisses me, and never calls me dear. Maybe she was just looking for some kissing. She and Courtney really kiss a lot.
So I left her embrace stunned, slightly dizzy, and smelling of Prada Tendre. A surprise, Megan had no laundry for me to do (her sister had done it last night), just a pair of pants, one cotton shirt, and a pair of panties. She had left them for me where the girls alwasy leave thier laundry; on the floor. So I did a load of laundry for Courtney and Megan and straightened up thier room. I had just finished when Megan came in and asked me to leave because she wanted to masturbate. I had just about shut the door before I heard Megan plug in her Eroscillator. A gift last Christmas from me.
With Courtney and Megan separated, with Aisha and I half way across the country, I am sure that masturbation was a major theme for all of us for the last week.
Courtney came home, hugged me, and left me smelling like Chanel Number Five.
Then came my Sun, my Moon, my Desert Rose, my Pearl Beyond Price. Who proceeded to slap me hard five times. She said nothing as she pulled me into er bedroom. She continued to be silent for about 40 minutes, until she asked me to finish in her mouth. Then she complained I had not been drinking enough fruit juice.
So my latest fragrance is J'Adore Dior.
Are you impressed I know thier perfumes? More impressed that I know women need at least two perfumes, and why? More so that I know what they are?
Check it out. Here are the summer fragrances.
Aisha: Dior Patchouli Imperial, and Dior Addict 2
Courtney: Swithces to Chanel 19
Megan: Prada Infusion (there are several types) and Prada Candy.
They seem to find a brand and stick with it. The body care products they use are also of that brand.
Ladies, is this normal?
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I think I'm going to be the Irish man here that's relatively quiet and does the dishes and smokes his pipe, and she's the strong headed Irish woman than runs pretty much everything else.
It's what I grew up with, don't see it being different here haha, and it's all good.