A woman came home, screeching her car into the driveway, and raninto the house. She slammed the door and shouted at the top of herlungs, “Honey, pac... your bags. I won the lottery!”The husband said, “Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff ormountain stuff?” “Doesn’t matter,” she said. “Just get out.”A guy calls his buddy, the horse rancher, and says he’s sending a friend over to look at a horse. His buddy asks, ‘How will I recognize him?’ ‘That’s easy; he’s a midget with a speech. "Isn't it fun to play in bed? I'm having fun."She always told me when she'd had enough by pushing on my chest. "I'm glad that Bettina got you all worked up. You ravaged me and I loved it."I held her tightly against me as she came down from her incredible high. I knew she wasn't asleep. "See, Frankie, you protect me from myself. If it weren't for you, I'd probably have had sex with a couple of the losers that I dated. Now, you keep me satisfied just enough to resist the unworthy ones, oh, my. In less than an hour we had the outfits and a few toys for my slut.Next stop we pulled into the back lot of a big local XXX book store and peep show. We have to walk around to the front. So I hook her leash to her collar and head to the entrance and there where some guys in the lot and a few coming and going ,we go in and I see my friend Steve the owner behind the counter. He let me know how glad he was to see me and talked to me about my slut. He told me where I could take her and the cop. Of course the idea of walking more than seven miles in the rain in the mood I was in didn’t appeal so I set off hitch hiking, of course back then cars weren’t as common as they are now and luck was something you needed. After half an hour I hadn’t gone that far the rain had got heavier and I was sheltering in a toilet block as I looked out on the empty rain swept road, a summers night in England ‘Oh Joy’. Finally a car headlights came towards me and I jumped out with my thumb up, I was in luck.