"I think I might be queer," I said as tears welled up in my eyes. "Don't hate me - please." Hate you?" Bobby said, looking at me like I crazy. "I don'... hate you. After all we've been through together? Don't ever tell my old man though, but I don't care. Hell, I suspected it a long time ago." You did?" Yeah, but it didn't matter to me. You're the best friend I could ever have," Bobby said, and that was when the dam broke and I went to pieces, causing Bobby to tear up as well."I love you man," I. Her phone buzzed and it took her attention. I had undone my belt to reach in closer. There we were driving down the road my playing with her pussy while she read the text. It must have been bad news because she asked me to stop touching her and her demeanor had completely changed. “Put your seatbelt on we are almost there” is all she said. I could not help but wander the content of the text. Whatever it was I hated it. It was killing the mood.We got to a building downtown not far from the hotel. “It’s the gift that keeps giving, a most generous affair.” His hand crept further up her leg, but she swatted it away. “That sounds more like a present for you,” the tailor‘s wife said. The Krampus was not discouraged. He spread his arms wide. “What do you want, dear? Calling birds? Maids a milking? Whisper a wish; no fooling, no bilking.”The tailor’s wife leaned in, and her hot breath tickled his earlobe when she spoke. The Krampus grinned. “I should have known,” said the Krampus. “In fact, I. .New Mexico Chili Cook-off If you can read this whole story without laughing, then there’s no hope for you. I had tears in my eyes by the end.For those of you who have lived in New Mexico, you know how true this is. They actually have a Chili Cook-off about the time Halloween comes around. It takes up a major portion of a parking lot at the Santa Fe Plaza. Judge #3 was an inexperienced Chile taster named Frank, who was from Springfield, Illinois.Frank: “Recently, I was honored to be selected as.