2) Talked excessively without making sense.3) Became overly emotional.4) Couldn’t drive.5) Failed to think rationally.6) Argued over nothing.7) Had ...o sit down while urinating.8) Refused to apologize when obviously wrong.No further testing was considered necessary.Nun in HootersA nun, badly needing to use to a restroom, walked into a local hooters. The place was hopping with music and loud conversation and every once in a while the lights would go off. Each time the lights went out the place. Her face expressed a certain degree of satisfaction, which made it look more beautiful and a lot sexier.She looked back at me for approval and getting a nod from me she wheeled over the little green chair towards the printer and then getting off it, she put the printer on. Resting her knee on the seat of the chair she bent over the printer jutting her fabulous buttocks out invitingly. It was obvious that Rhea was feeling excited about her work and was in a good mood. I couldn’t help wondering. . . Only if you allow me . . . .Me: ( I was too glad to accept the proposal. In fact I was planning how to convince my wife for swapping. Already I started imagining my sex with my cosine sister i.e my wife’s sister-in-law) But how to get them in to our fold.W: First I shall give the taste to my brother. Then naturally he will handover his wife to you.Me: Is it that simple . . ?W: I know, fucking another man’s women is an irresistible offer to any man. Of course are you not allowing me to get. She left me staring after her. I was trying desperately to think. It was idle to pretend that the conversation had gone as I had envisaged it, instead, she had brought a script I knew nothing about and we had followed it throughout. My cock was telling me to get after her and hang the consequences, while part of my mind wondered how she would react if I suggested an affair. I took hold of myself: ‘Fran is sacred,’ I muttered. I had to find some way of releasing her from my spell but I was too.