The day was beautiful, sunny at a nice 72F. The interstate was clear and was a great day for driving. I stopped at a truck stop in Des Moines and call...d Angela’s cell phone. She said she’d be waiting at the motel in room 6C when I get there. It was 2:00 when I arrived in Woodwind. Passing through the town brought back a lot of memories including some dirty ones. I arrived at the motel and saw Angela’s car there. I walked up and knocked the door. She wore her silk slip on nighty I got for her. With her finger she felled the little drilled hole and pushed the tube into her until the hole was just outside her. Taking her box with the slugs from her nightstand, opened it and turned it around over her tummy, leaving a pile of slugs on her. Slowly she distributed the slugs up to her breasts. She picked one of the slugs and slid it into the tube that directly lead into her pussy. Marrie could feel how the slug entered her, its slimy body moving over the inside of her pussy. More slugs went. This went on for about 20 minutes. The more I abused him the more tickets he wrote. Personally, I didn’t care. I came downtown on the bus, and the car that he was putting the tickets on had a bumper sticker that said, ‘Clinton in ‘16.’ I try to have a little fun each day now that I’m retired. It’s important to my health.This One Is Compliments of Charm_BHere’s one I found funny:All mushrooms are edible, but some only once.These Are Compliments of John ASome are dated but are still funny...1. My. In 1863, we formed a mining company with two more partners, and by 1865 my wife and I decided to return to England."It was on the New Year's Eve of '65 that I saw Priscilla again. She was indeed married to Marsden-Smith who had managed to ruin not only his reputation, but also his body and his inherited property. On Lord Lambert's urging, we settled our differences, but a day later, he died from a fall in his home leaving his wife almost destitute."Strange as it seemed, my wife and Priscilla.