They were so beautiful.He cleared the fence and began gathering the clothes in his sack neverrealising that he was unknowingly taking the clothes with...the pheromonesoff the line first, before cramming the rest on top. He slipped back tothe van and drove home.He entered the house and emptied the contents of the sack onto thetable; a sweet sensuous aroma filled the room causing his senses toreel, he thought that he recognised the perfume but now there wassomething extra in the scent, something. My wife would circulate through the bar and flirt with men she found attractive. When a man returned her flirtation, she'd look to me for my opinion. I'd wave the green flag if I found the man appealing and thought I might like to see him enter my wife. If the man in question was not to my liking, I'd wave the red flag and my wife would move on.At first I found myself refusing men for the smallest of flaws. This one's eyes are too small, red flag. This one's shirt's too loud, red flag. This one. He looks down at me and asks me, "Ok you have me here and all you want to do is take a whiff of my shirt? I don't know if I should be insulted or grateful."I suddenly feel my body relaxing! I feel as though I'm with someone I have known all of my life and feel totally comfortable around. I reach up running my hands over his well-trimmed chest and circling his nipples with my finger.I feel him take in a deep slow breath as his heart quickens to my touch. Lowering his head he slowly kisses me. ”“We impeached you for doing it so your reason must not have been that good,” Jane said.“I was impeached?” Ed asked.“Yes,” Jane said.“Why?”“For nuking Iran,” Jane answered.“I’ll have to be a little more careful in the future,” Ed said.“Your actions destroyed America,” Jane said.The discussion continued without interruption for several hours. There were times when it devolved into a shouting match. At other times there was a real sharing of ideas. Ed found it fascinating and frustrating. She.