She made her excuses and left me 2 sleeping

She made her excuses and left me 2 sleeping pills along with gaps around the house and in my heart. Now half broken and half hopeful of new new lover, careful I don't add to the

to bill that Dr. Pepi who claims to be a natural doctor with a lot of experience wants to charge me for

waxing my inner thighs. "I thought that had been a gift!" I exclaimed. "No the gift was for me, have a chance to look at your rosy and soft thighs..." the doctor sighed. "It'll be

a sweet pleasure, compared to the past few weeks." He sat down heavily on the bed, sighing melodramatically, but with more than one sideways glance at me. "I really felt like s

winging the club at his head." I didn't want to dirty my new Taylor Burner. It was great to finally be out on the golf course. With the weather unseasonably cold I was glad to

wallop a few balls and get my body temperature up a bit, although I still shivered so much that I kept sending the ball into the trees. My score for the first hole was more than

my social security number. Blaming my club, I dove into a water hazard in search of a Titleist driver. Suddenly, something brushed against my leg. "Either that's a mermaid, or just

a woman with the tail of a fish." Regardless, I wanted to make sweet love to it. But I also wanted to finish the back nine and have a couple cold ones with the boys. Logically, I

tried to do both. After the brewskis, I had my tryst with the now merwoman. Nine months later Neptune showed up with his knocked up daughter. At my trident point Wedding