" Now, look, you knew when you married me that I was the most inept guy around the house ever created." That bad, huh?" asked my sister-in-law, Judy."...h, he's hopeless. Can't do a thing. I choose his clothes each morning or he'd be laughed at at work. And cook? Forget it. All he can do is set off the smoke alarms."I had to save a bit of my pride, "Well, I do appreciate your cooking at least." Yes, you do. But you may starve when I start traveling." I suppose I could always come over and cook. None of those traits attract Lynn in other men and none of them apply to me. I’m 5′ 10′, and barrel chested with light brown hair. We have lots of other little differences, too. For example, she loves Cracker Barrel and I can’t stand their menu. Just the same, during long car trips, I’d often pull into Cracker Barrel for dinner just for her. She didn’t have to ask and I wouldn’t listen to her protests. It was okay. For her, I’d find something to eat there. In the same vein, she’s not a sports. He told me his name and that he was 39yrs old and was 6ft 2in tall with a tanned, toned body and a 9in uncut thick dick. We quickly discussed what it was i was after and having agreed, he invited me to his flat.When i arrived, he answered the door wearing a pair of tight fitting button fly jeans and a skinny fit T-shirt, he led me through to the lounge and as i followed him through i couldn't help but notice how incredibly tight his ass looked in those jeans. He motioned for me to sit in the. The last thing that Jimmy needed was to get emotionally involved at this early stage in his life. I'd seen more than one lad with a brilliant future ahead of him end up pumping gas after hooking up with some empty headed bimbo with big boobs.We had been having some drug problems at our school and one-day word came down from on high that we were to pull a surprise locker inspection. The word spread through the school like wild fire. In theory, the teachers were supposed to be already in place.