TweetI don`t believe I`ve every ran into that situation before. I`m much to clever.
I've excepted numerous"beers" from several different ladies in an evening.
Worst things that have ever happened to me was something like "we're home".(I could swear I"ve heared this multable times in a night).
They've never been a more polite group of ladies. Tucking me in....telling me wonderful fairy tales like about a big white horse and Damsels in destress while the others softly carress the nylons around my ankels and wrists so as not to hurt myself if these fairy tales make me thrash wildly durning the night.
Makes me warm and fuzzy just to think how mothering they sometimes are. Kissing the good boy and punishing me when bad.
I feel like this a bad rape er/rap"Sorry" against are other halfs.
I know its that kind of kindness that I shall live for the rest of my life.
P.S. Excuse my spelling. I`m having to type with my toes? DJ