“Also, I have the original consent form given by Mr. Anal sex “Why don’t you untie my hand so I can massage your breasts? “How could you? I can’t believe you’re so understanding about this.”
“You have a problem, Darling. He had a tablet in his lap and was looking at a view of the storeroom. Maybe he’ll recognize the voices.”
Ten minutes later I was in Joe’s office. We moved once we had seen the three naked men and my naked wife. It was a Wednesday in early May and I was seated on the lawn swing I’d purchased from WalMart, gazing at the pond on the other side of the thirteenth hole. It took me a while, but I think I’ve found someone I could really love. I was secretly pleased to see that neither of these men was as large as me. First thing next morning found me at a local mattress store. She does have to show her husband SOME improvement—on the course if not in the bedroom.” I heard their raucous laughter behind my back as I ordered another draft Budweiser from the bartender.
