He’s really busy so he visits for a week or two every 6 months.Me: oh. Must be hard, living alone. Your husband must really miss having suck a beaut...ful woman at his side.Gita:(laughs) yes I’m sure he’s devastated. He’s always busy trying to provide for the family you know… But I’m fine you know, I keep myself busy with my hobbies.Me: yeah those paintings are really beautiful.Gita: I started to paint a lot morning after marriage. Hence all these paintings(indicating all the paintings hung up on. Say it you asshole! Say you want to fuck me, say it!" "I want to fuck you", I said rather feebly. "Fuck me? Ha ha! With that little thing, you must be joking!" Then she ordered me to get on the floor which I did so that my tiny dick was sticking up in the air. I looked up at her. She was like a goddess - long red hair flowing and green eyes flashing hatred at me. She hiked up her skirt and pulled off some sexy lace panties. My god, she's going to fuck me I thought. "Don't kid. A few minutes later, another cowboy struts into the bar and asks “Who owns that big white horse outside?” The Lone Ranger stands again, and claims “I do, what’s wrong with him this time?” The cowboy looks him in the eye and says “Nothing, but you left your Injun runnin’”.An elderly spinster called the lawyer’s office and told the receptionist she wanted to see the lawyer about having a will prepared. The receptionist suggested they set up an appointment for a convenient time for the spinster to. A few deep breaths to calm me down, and I eventually reasoned with myself that it would be better to just play it cool and see what happened. I went on with my show, picking some of my favorite songs, talking to some callers with requests, and giving my usual mid-hour weather and news reports. My “ON AIR” sign clicked off just as my desk phone rang. I glanced at the clock, which read 10:47. “Studio 2,” I spoke into the phone. “Hey Sam, it’s Paul; you know, down here at the front desk?”.