Yeah Yeah I Will I Promise
by Robb Todd
After we have sex I slip cash into your purse, just a few bucks, without you knowing. You're not a whore, but I'd like to buy you lunch sometime without having to be there.
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oh, jeez.
you went there.
fine, fine.
I did, I did. (But not "there" as in lunch, no way.)
Thank you, kind sir.
well--
Hilarious, Robb. A pistol shot.
Thanks, Ajay!
ha ha, i really like this
i may have to send this to my wife and listen to her get all riled up
men carry purses too, you know, David. it's possible. But yeah, Double-B, Double-D, nicely played. this chick dug it.
David, I'd love to know your wife's reaction. Hopefully, she'll side with Julie.
Ha, Julie, good call. I shouldn't assume anything.
Robb, I read it to her last night and she laughed and said "nice." That's more than I usually get when I read her mine (or "excerpts" of mine).
Score! ;-)
ahahaa! this is wonderful. chivalry is not dead. fav.