*cracks up* You've only just now noticed? 'Bout bloody time if you ask me. It comes from living on porridge for too long. Horrid stuff.
Probably I went too quick from a starvation diet to the really rich, sweet stuff. Took a bit of adjustment before I could fully appreciate. However, I can't be resting on my laurels. A HDW's work is never done. For instance, I've got to figure out whether a man who does 500 push-ups a day could rip open the black tights I'm going to wear over to his house tomorrow or whether I should go to the trouble of pre-cutting out the crotch. OTOH, I guess I could bring a litle pair of manicure scissors with me. Decisions, decisions...
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
For instance, I've got to figure out whether a man who does 500 push-ups a day could rip open the black tights I'm going to wear over to his house tomorrow or whether I should go to the trouble of pre-cutting out the crotch. OTOH, I guess I could bring a litle pair of manicure scissors with me. Decisions, decisions...
'Bout bloody time if you ask me. It comes from living on porridge for too long. Horrid stuff.
Probably I went too quick from a starvation diet to the really rich, sweet stuff
Good to see a change in your diet Mojo. BTDT on the pooridge thing, but it can be better than nothing.
I've got to figure out whether a man who does 500 push-ups a day could rip open the black tights I'm going to wear over to his house tomorrow Make him take them off slowly, with a few teases here and there.
MoJo GP: "Scream, baby, scream." Mojo: (obvious) I've got to figure out whether a man who does 500 push-ups a day could rip open the black tights I'm going to wear over to his house tomorrow
It sounds like MoJo likes her sex loud, aggressive, and long sessions. It sounds like fun.
Ride-em cowboy!!!!
Lou, who got lucky again and it was only a week ago last time.
I guess he found somewhere to ditch the kid for awhile,lol.
Yeah, since he's retired and I'm self-employed we can get together while the kids are at school. We amuse ourselves by acting like teenagers playing hooky. I think the level on which we are well-suited is that we "play" well together.
Quote:
First he's bossy and then trying to tell you what think as well.
LOL- Well, he made up for it by serenading me over the phone with a Barry White number later in the evening. Actaully, he can be kind of bossy at times. I think that is because his father was some sort of first-African-American-man-to-achieve-certain-rank-in-the-marines. When GP was a teenager, his father gave him and his brother a talk along the lines of "Boys, I consider it a good thing that you are bringing girls home because that shows that you are not gay. However, we need to get one thing clear. There is one person and only one person who f*cks in this house. Who do you think that person would be? (pause for required response of "Umm..you Dad" from both boys) That's right. Now, I KNOW you won't forget that."
When his sister came home 10 minutes past her 2:00 curfew one morning, his Dad ran out of the house and stopped her date before he could pull out and dragged him into the house. He then told him "Are you aware that you kept my daughter out past her curfew? Now, you and I both know that there is only one thing that is open past 2 in the morning. That means that my daughter is now officially your responsibility. Please take her with you. You can bring her back around 9 am. Any earlier wouldn't be a proper hour for visiting."
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
When his sister came home 10 minutes past her 2:00 curfew one morning, his Dad ran out of the house and stopped her date before he could pull out and dragged him into the house. He then told him "Are you aware that you kept my daughter out past her curfew? Now, you and I both know that there is only one thing that is open past 2 in the morning. That means that my daughter is now officially your responsibility. Please take her with you. You can bring her back around 9 am. Any earlier wouldn't be a proper hour for visiting."
Sorry, I don't quite get this. Not totally clear on the message to the sister. Did he address any remarks to the girl? Or did he assume anything that happened was totally the doing of the boy?
I'm usually a bit put off by stories that illustrate how tough, mean, no-nonsense, firm, unsympathetic someone's parent was.
My father used to brag about the time that his dad asked him to pass him a board, and Daddy (as a teen) passed him the wrong board so his dad hit him in the head with it. Don't know if that was related to the cerebral hemorrhage my father had about 20 years later that basically disabled him for the rest of his life.
