And no mention of what I found to be the two greatest magical sex tools? The heavy end of a butter knife in ice water and a square foot of Saran Wrap. They are not connected…
On no, I feel a SEX TO REMEMBER story coming on.
College days. The plan was for me to pick up my pal Mad Dog at 4 am to go goose hunting. The alarm went off and looking out the window finding it snowing hard and having a lady in the liar I was a no show. At about 9am, while in the act, the bedroom door burst open, and there stood The Dog in waders, full camo and covered in snow. He threw a 12 pound still flapping and kicking Canadian Goose into the bed, slammed the door and left. Lesson learned, keep your appointments!