There was a Ferrari show here on the weekend and I was out for dinner. Being the dreadful flirt that I am, I started chatting to a man sitting at the opposite table. He was alone and had two pints in front of him... turns out he didn't want to have to stand around waiting again...
As the evening progressed and we chatted a little more the question was popped... where do the locals hang out?
This progressed to - could I introduce him to anyone?
Let me see..."Blonde?" yes...
"Big tits?" (mine are rather nice and I noticed his eyes kept making contact!) - yes!
"Spreads easily?" - a grin spread across his face.
And this little musing led me to the following
A Girls Prayer:
Lord; Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong,
One who's willy's thick and long.
One who thinks before he speaks,
When promises to call, he won't wait weeks.
I pray that he is gainfully employed,
And when I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh! send me a man who will make love to my mind,
Knows just what to say, when I ask
"How big's my behind?"
One who'll make love till my body's a twitchin,
In the hall, the loo, the garden and kitchen!
I pray that this man will love me no end,
And never attempts to shag my best friend.
And as I kneel and pray by my bed,
I pray for an answer before I am dead.
Amen.
A Boy's Prayer:
Lord; I pray for a lady with big tits.
[or not]
Amen
6/11/07
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