She glanced down at the black mongrel she held on a leash--studied his shiny coat, his cold yellow eyes, and his gleaming white teeth. Then she lowere... her eyes farther and stared at his big prick.The woman was quick to answer her doorbell. She flashed a wide grin at the sight of Sally and the dog."Becky Thomas?" asked Sally."That's me. Come on in."Sally looked the tall slim blonde up and down as she followed the woman inside. Sally admired the woman's short hair style and beautiful complexion.. I tossed and turned, stared at the walls and ceiling and pictured Cyn lying naked on a bed with her legs spread wide and making "come here" gestures to a room full of faceless black men. In the morning over breakfast I casually asked Cyn if Kansas City was her territory. I saw alarm in her eyes and then she said, "No, Kansas City belongs to Dave, why?" Just a thought. I have to fly over for some business and I thought that if it was your territory we could have gone together." Well I'd like to. No…not quite… They were clothes. Every sketch was a design. He would never have taken her for a fashion designer. Any girl who wore combat boots, Army issue pants with the knees torn out, and a Pantera t-shirt with a long-sleeved thermal shirt beneath it, didn’t exactly come off as the fashion designer type. Takes all kinds, I guess, Avery thought, as he reached back and put the sketchbook in his backpack. He’d have to find the time to get it back to her. Obviously it was something of a private. ” The old man said, “You thought but you are wrong.” The other student said, “I think you have Zovitzki Syndrome.” The old man said, “You thought but you are wrong.”So they asked him, “Well, old timer, what do you have?” The old man said, “I thought it was a fart ... but I was wrong, too!”... ✧ ✧ ✧Compliments of Reltney Mc ‎I heard a variation of that story (the wine-for-husband story)During Mr. Clinton’s presidency, it was reported, the President descended the stairs of Marine One, on the.