Old Dog

Interesting article from the Economist about the state of the Industry in the UK http://www.economist.com/news/britain/21578434-old-industry-deep-recession-sex-doesnt-sell?fsrc=scn/tw_ec/sex_doesn_t_sell

Soleil Soleil Soleil Soliel She's so hot, hot, hot.... Love her to BITS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That's where you come in. You have to understand the difference between a professional encounter and an encounter with someone with whom you have built a bond. It's easy to develop an emotional attachment to people with whom you have exposed yourself physically. It's absolutely okay to like them, hell, even love them BUT you have to go in with the proviso that this is a professional situation. If needs be, think of it this way. When you go into a tremendously frightening movie, you give yourself the affirmation "this is only a movie, it's not real." It's mental trickery, but it works. An encounter is much the same thing. You enjoy the benefits of a physical relationship with someone you enjoy, but at the end of the session you part as a customer and she as a provider. It was a transaction. Hope this helps!

Ohhhhh... there are a few.... PC Chocolate and Peanut Butter Chunk Ice cream PC Pumpkin Pie Ice Cream (with pieces of crust!!!) Egg Nog - whoever invented that stuff needs to be sainted, knighted, and have statues erected Samosas - oh good lord... yummy pockets of spiced heaven Count Chocula Reeses Peanut Butter Cups Semi Sweet Dark Chocolate - yup. I am the one responsible for you not having them for holiday baking when you go looking - I'll eat those little buggers right out the Baker's package... Pringles... bring em on.....

Happpppy burfday Carrie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! xoxoxox

That'd work!!!! I'll massage your temples.... and since your body is a temple... ;)

It's 4:50 am and I am up. That nap I took last evening COMPLETELY messed me up.

We all have worries. One thing that I have learned from the heart farts is that nearly ALL of the stuff that we worry about it inconsequential in the grander scheme of things. I never expected the heart problems and I do understand now that life is precious - if we spend time worrying about little stuff, we forget that today might be the last we'll ever have. LIVE IT WELL. Do your best to achieve the things you NEED to achieve. Try to achieve the things you WANT to achieve. All the rest? Meh. Doesn't matter. Invest in yourself. Make yourself happy. It's infectious. Understand your responsibilities but make sure that your life has enough balance to keep room for you and your needs too.

5. Lady parts Okay. I'll admit it. You have a lot going on down there. A. LOT. Labia #1, Labia # 2, Urethra Franklin, you have a Fabio, a Clitoris, a Vagina, some tubing, a dozen eggs, a cup holder, key rings, there's a vestibule, a patio, a back porch, a taint, a mons, a possum, a fossa, a few dozen glands, a G spot, a pee spot, loofahs, and Morgan Freeman and your bum. And that's just the stuff that has been documented. Top it off by the fact that when most of us discovered them, they were covered by dense foliage. Trim back the shrubs and wow. It's still a mystery. For half of the stuff mentioned, we have no idea whether it feels good or not. You see, we have penisesisiesies. Simple operating instructions. Rub it vigorously and it gets happy. Like fireworks, only wet. Give it a while and voila. Happy fireworks again. That's why men like boobs. Boobs are simple. The other lady parts... ummmm... we'll give it a college try. Don't get us wrong, we like them. A LOT. Just don't ever believe a guy that says he understands them. He's lying. He fumbles around down there like the rest of us hoping that he hits the right spot or spots or areas or regions. Sooooo... that's what we know. Ummmm. Hmmmm. Ohhhhh. It would be good if we got hints. Like, ummmm... grab our heads and pull it in the right direction. Or make a little sound indicating we are in the neighbourhood. Or get your Morgan Freeman to narrate. That'd work. Just sayin'. 6. Shoes. We own 4 pair. Black and brown for work, social or dress pants. A pair of running shoes and sandals. That's about all we'll ever need. 7. Movies. We like stuff that explodes. If Sandra Bullock, Julia Roberts, Kate Hudson, Cate Blanchett, Jennifer Aniston or Reese Witherspoon drove exploding cars, or shot people in a ghastly way, we'd enjoy chick flicks more. Oh. They could show boobs a lot more. Boobs make chick flicks more tolerable. Oh yeah. Hugh Grant needs to explode more too. 8. Your sister. We'd hit that. But not in a duo, cuz that would be weird for all of us. Duos with your sister and her best friend or you and your best friend are okay. See, we are sensitive.

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