No.  There is nothing you can do. Don’t even think about trying. She loves a swing.  She loves to swing.  She loves the swinging. Why would you want to take any of that away? Especially when she’s giving you this… Read more ›

There’s no doubt about this kind of thing when it comes to me. You’ve read way too many of my ramblings over the years about me and rain and thunder and all that. Yet somehow these days I love it… Read more ›

Someday?  Don’t I mean every single Saturday night? Of course I do.  Every week I show up at the stroke of 11pm eastern looking for you. And that’s when the fondling begins.  I try to feel you up to assess… Read more ›