Hell no I herd about that little "rash" not going there. Your predicament is much worse. Look down see there its Dwaine carassing them with that look of awe in his eyes. Prolly thinking to himself. "If I eat the maj's nuts will I then grow some?"
No, those rashes are gone. Now I have some shit on my arm that is either poison oak or some leftover blister agent from the chemical depot that leaked into the ground where I dug in.
Fuzzy headed? I do like Nursey. We have a Love/Hate relationship. She hates me, and I love it. :redface:
Only because you've got no choice in the matter. But then, that probably makes you feel ~safe~ and secure. Gawd, you disgust me.
You know, some people pay a lot of money for such treatment, and that ungrateful clod doesn't even have the decency to reply!? Perhaps directly addressing the edgy submissive that lurks just beneath the veneer of his forthright, confident surface has rendered him a lump of awestruck, quivering putty, eager to be beaten and abused. But it loses its' appeal when i know he's getting off on it.
