Oh, it had been a while since the flames of passion were…uh…flaming. My being pregnant put the kibash on the hot stuff, and the twins’ arrival was something of a distraction.
To put it bluntly, it’s been pretty lean around here for way too long.
But no more - I finally found a way to restart my Hubby’s embers, ignite his ignition, uh, yeah, that.
wanna know?
wanna hear?
Well, this a.m. I happened to have a wonderful, sexually satisfying dream. So I told my husband about it. See, the two men in the dream were
Rowdy Roddy Piper
and
George Castanza.
Hubby said the only two left were Cliff Claven and Grandpa Walton, so it was time to act!
Ladies, you have been armed with this knowledge.
Use it wisely!
