He felt the outline of the marital aid, looking at me strangely. "Is it supposed to be vibrating like that?"I would try and explain, but ...
"Yes," I said with authority, as if I was dying and vibrators were my medicine.
"Okay, I'm going to need to give you a private screening."
"Fine," I said, my heart pounding. I hated myself for starting this Web site.
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
[Link] (ZUG) Shakes on a Plane
No actual content today, but a link to the latest John Hargrave gold.
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