Skip the wine my amigo. See if the Madeira chicken can be made with Amaretto, the Italian liqueur of love. I guess you owe me the rest of the recipe for a great suggestion.
-Gripman
Gotta go with the wine. I picked up a bottle last night. Indiana doesn't have Sunday liqour sales so I'm stuck. I don't think getting her drunk will happen today. She's off to the job and working a split shift she says. She's going in for a few hours and then hanging with her best friend and then getting back around 9. I guess that put the kibosh on those plans.
Then again, that job has for awhile. Just this morning, I thought I heard her telling me to jump in the shower with her. Our water heater went out at a bad time so it was luke warm low pressure showers for a bit. Well new one installed yesterday. W takes first shower with it and sounded like that shampoo commercial. She said she felt like she had an orgasm. I told her I want too. She said "you need to get in the shower then." It took a second for it to sink in and then.... She came out and looked at the clock and said I wish I hadn't said I would come in at 9. She said that shower was the best things she has felt in a long time..
Was that an invite? Did I hear her right? Dayum job cutting into my time. Oh well, I'm going to breakfast with a couple nice young girls in a bit. Very young girls. I'm taking the D and her buddy to eat.
So much for getting it on...Maybe next time. I hope I heard her right...
