Turn About is Fair Play

“You have any wheat beers?” The question surprised him as she did not look like a beer drinker. He watched the bartender, a tank of a man in a black vest over his white shirt and red tie. The bartender mumbled an answer. “I’ll have one.” She held up one finger. Her green eyes smiled from under her pageboy red …

Pancakes

“Pancakes!” He looked up at her from his chair. “Pancakes? Sounds good.” He closed the newspaper and stood. “How can I help?” ┬áHe towered over her as he followed her to the counter. He reached up and pulled down two juice glasses. “Um, well…” She looked up into his blue eyes under salt and pepper hair. “Okay, set the table, …

All I Want for Christmas is for Her Not to Spit

Women spitting is…well…un-goddess-like. Now, quick disclaimer…I’m four beer, strong beer (call the 7.5%) into a bender and enjoying it…so anything you read after this particular line, take with a grain of salt. Whether it be after a baseball game and she is trying to show that she can be one of the boys…or after a blow job and she is …

Slicing Bacon

I’m debating changing my theme for this blog… Problem is that I have been in sales and marketing for 25 years now (yes, I’m that old)…though that did include five years part time as I finished high school in the retail variety of positions back in the late 1980s. Before you ask, back in early October I celebrated my 20th …

More Morning Wood

Hard to wake in a big empty bed. Always wake up thinking to roll over, go back to sleep and wake again when a goddess mystically appears for me to please. Do not get me wrong here…every guy has his typical guy moments. Whether gay, straight, priest or whatever, we would all be happy to awake finding our cock being …

Is It Over, Yet?

This evening is being spent at a Catholic church *groan*. My mother’s choir is doing their Christmas carols this eve and I let her talk me into enter the house of cons for the first time since my grandmother’s funeral in 2007. I still remember years ago when I had an argument with my parish priest…call it 1992…I huffed out …

Come Together

I’m confused. I’m at my daughters’ Christmas singing recital. Sitting through 50 + performances by children of different Christmas carols and the like either on vocal or piano. Just finished listening to my eldest do a good job on Old Toy Trains. My youngest, in the second act will be getting Nuttin’ for Christmas. However, based on the song list…well, …