The S.S.Valentine has sailed and the ribeye w/ asparagus is digested. Another Day of Love expires again posing the question "isn't every day a Day of Love?" Keeping with focus on today, here's what gets the desired results - - tell her to hold it and tug twice if some lovin' is in order and if not, tug it 84 times.

Just about the time you brag about moderation, you lose what you wrote. It was blah-blah sex joke here (the one about 68, you know "give me a toot and I'll owe you one"). No 25 for a coupla weeks but voogins and indoor weather do the trick. Here's where old shit is posted to bring this home but unnecessary now. It's not the pale moon that excites me . .