"Thought so, well, code 707 is not a real code. It's their way of telling the other cops that they are going to have some fun with the person they nor...ally had to arrest. Because, 707, written upside down gives you the letter combination 'LOL'." Oh, CRAP! Now I get it!" I said when it dawned to me.She laughed again and then said, "Well, then I have to bring you back outside, just like you are now. I'm sure you must be very popular with your friends right now." You know, they aren't even really. The ‘old’ man was probably only about 50 or so, but was so weak, pale, and frail from the radiation treatments and the hard life that he obviously led, that he could have easily passed for 70. Jim took a few more bites, another swig from his bottle, and turned to the next page. The diary continued. … It all started when I was 28, my brief ascent into Heaven and then my long decline into Hell. I ran a small flower shop in town and one day ‘she’ came in. She was a girl I had known. I secretly. ’ I almost cried. In the opposite corner was a broom they knew was there because they used it the day before. It never occurred to them to use it to brush the pencil out from behind the bookcase. And, when I suggested it, there was this blank look of amazement on their lovely faces before they quickly moved to get the broom. Not a thought in their lovely heads beyond ‘get the pencil.’ No contemplation of how best to do so or asking for help to move what was obviously a very heavy piece of. " I wink and hand you a silk robe and your long overcoat. "Let's go find out, pretty slut of mine." ------------------------------------------------YVONNE LOSES CONTROL------------------------------------------------Your arousal takes many different forms, my dear. Sometimes, arousal will make you flirty, full of little flashes of hidden flesh and sexual innuendo in your speech. That's "Naughty Yvonne" -- a teasing and sexy little trollop who is the life of the party, so to speak. Men who meet.