“Oh, oh my god. Jesus, look at her, Marty! My god—what I could teach you honey. She is sweet!”

“I love suspenders! They accentuate breasts so well. She is a darling.”

“I’d definitely would let her eat crackers while she sat on my face.”

“You’re sick.”

“Now, here we are—two okay looking guys and there is the goddess of my dreams and her friend—who I would do as well. Now, why can’t we pick these two up?”

“Because you are a wimp!”

“And what about you?”

“I’m attached. Ha!”

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