His body was relaxed looking, yet there was an aura around him that said he would protect what was his. The sound of his plate sliding across the tab...etop broke the silence in the room. ‘Any more of that apple pie left, darlin’?’ ‘Sure thing, cowboy. More coffee to go with it?’ I remembered how he had seemed to enjoy it with his pie last night, and I wanted him to see I had noticed. ‘You know it.’ Dishing up a large slice of the pie and grabbing a fresh pot of coffee on the way past, I. Date. Night. EVER. :-) Soon we found a club and went inside. I paid 10 euros for a cheap, small, stale beer and she had a glass of wine that she couldn’t drink. The strippers were either very skinny (d**g issues?) or quite chubby and didn’t do a thing for either of us. We left within a few minutes. I noticed a sex shop and cinema just diagonally and given my wife’s current mood, I thought ‘fuck it’, l’m going to suggest that we go inside. Once again, I was surprised when she said yes. The sex. "How about that? My puffy bit only just fits in Dani's bra! I've got D cup areolae, Mr Devonshire!" Bloody hell!" Measure me now," she cried, flinging the bra away and almost tearing the clinging shirt right off. "Sit up and I'll turn round, so you can be behind me, and I'll hold them up to pretend I've got a bra on, okay?" Okay. If you must."She shuffled round and swung her legs over the edge of the bed, a wobbling vision of voluptuous girlhood. "Ready. Go on, then! If I hold them like this,. Those damned spacemen had cut me off from that too.Pack up all the dishesMake note of all good wishesSay goodbye to the landlord for meSons-a-bitches always bore me.Throw out those L A papersMoldy box of vanilla wafersAdios to all this concreteGonna get me some dirt road back streetIf I can just get off of this L A freewayWithout gettin' killed or caughtDown the road in a cloud of smokeFor some land that I ain't bought... I've always thought "L A Freeway" was one of the best songs Jerry Jeff.