The only male I've ever let inside me. Both ways... "Oh my gawd! Mario! What are you doing here?" I exclaim with an obvious hunger in my eyes ...hat is reflected in his smile. "I'm in town on business, but the hall is only four blocks from here, so I figured I'd stop by for a quickie!" He always has this way of letting out a snicker at the end of sentences, implying that he's only k**ding, in case the statement is taken the wrong way. Unless of course that you're not offended. I am. She was floating in a pool of red water. The men wouldn’t let up until there was a winner. The game went on all afternoon. She heard the men and could tell they were drinking as they became louder and louder as the day went on. They were really enjoying that Canadian beer. Finally the balloons were all broken and Cindi along with it, she was crying in pain and despair. The casting stopped and the men came alongside to look at their target. She was still bleeding from some of her wounds with. No spark. I recognized the problem right away as it had happened three years prior. I got off the seat and opened up the hood. Right away I smelled the urine.“Mice.”“Mice?” Lisa looked at me inquisitively.“Yes, mice. This happened before. They take the dried grass clipping from around the blade enclosure and build a nest under this plastic cover over the motor. In this model the starter is right below where they nest and their urine seeps into the motor and somehow binds some part of the. After lunch, Jen and I carried the tray of clean crockery and cutlery back to the caravan. We dropped it down on the table and I was about to head back out of the door when she gestured to me to join her in the corridor where we couldn’t be seen through the door or lounge windows. She put her arms round my neck and ground her coverall-covered pelvis into mine.“A little bird told me that you’ve been dining out? Do you think that you might like to sample my menu tonight?”She grinned at me.“Does.