”“Well”, said Paddy, “After I had finished the first dance, the music kept going, so I continued dancing to the second song, and after that th... music kept going and I was dancing to the third song ... when all of a sudden the Groom leapt over the table, ran towards us and gave the Bride an unmerciful kick in her privates.”The Judge instantly responded... “Wow ... that must have hurt!”Paddy replies “HURT! ... He broke three of my fingers!”A guy was accosted by a hooker. She asked, “How ‘bout. ”“Very well, except I must have your assurance you will not repeat a word of it.”His dark eyebrows raised and, although he was clearly intrigued, he kept his silence, except to provide me with a hesitant agreement.“It happened just before the end of the war, in the spring of ‘44.”“Hmm, forty six years ago.”“Yes, almost exactly. It was in April ... the sixth.”“You recall the exact date of this ... event?” He studied my features. “Something momentous then?”“It involved Diane. Clarissa is not her. I couldn’t keep my eyes of Teresa. She was a beautiful woman.At one point during the night, there was a Congo lined formed. Joe headed out to the dance floor and took the lead. It was followed by Teresa, me, and then my wife. My hands on Teresa’s round plump hips turned me on. I started to think what it would be like to bend her over and fuck her doggy style. I would pull her dress up and reach up pulling her panties down. Her garter belt, stockings, and high heals would make a beautiful. I made it my mission there and then to turn him into my little fuck toy. The mere thought sent a shiver of excitement through my loins.“Erm…excuse me... Donna,” said Danny’s mother, breaking me from my reverie.I turned my attention back to her, feeling my desire for her son increasing, becoming almost unbearable. “Ah, I forgot you were there,” I giggled. “Anyway, must dash. Cheerio,” I said before slamming the door closed on her.Even though I was twenty years older than Danny, old enough to be.