11 Why do men die before their wives?Because they want to.Send this to a few good men who need a laugh and to the select few women who don't own a gun...These glorious insults are from an era before the English language becameboiled down to four-letter words.* A member of Parliament to Disraeli: "Sir, you will either die on the gallows or of some unspeakable disease."* "That depends, Sir," said Disraeli, "whether I embrace your policies or your mistress."* "He had delusions of adequacy." - Walter. Randy?s hands explored the firm young body that was pressed to his and she began to squirm in his hands. ?What are you doing Randy?? She breathed. ?I would have thought that was fairly obvious.? ?Not now, not here. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Randy please.....? ?Yeah right here, right now.? Randy?s hands worked her body over her clothes until he could feel the moisture of her desire. She buried her face in his neck partially from embarrassment of what he was able to do to her but mostly out of passion. She. He is 37, white, six foot one and in good shape. He plays on a community softball team. Mom is black, five foot three and tiny but she has big jugs. You can tell by looking at us that one of our parents is black. We have medium brown skin and curly hair. Dad now lets us stay home alone after school till he gets home from work but if he goes out at night, we still have a sitter. Brooke has been our sitter for several years. She is a really pretty black girl that lives about three blocks from us.. ‘What do you want to go out for?’ ‘Cause there’s nothing at home, and I’d rather we didn’t start cooking …’ ‘No, I know, I agree, and thanks. What food, I meant.’ She touched his arm as they drove, just a nonchalant touch. ‘What food do you want to have?’ ‘Keep it simple, I guess. Maybe just pizza. Not fast food.’ ‘ ‘kay,’ she confirmed, looking out the window. From the corner of his eye he watched her lean into the seat back, turning a little to relax. He drove on in silence for a time,.