Finally, there's the man who helped me get through one of the most incredibly difficult times in my life over the last few months; he is funny, kind, caring, intelligent - a totally stand up kinda guy - and he knows me best. He is very special to me and he has a piece of my heart (that he keeps in a jar!). He knows who he is.e knows who he is.
oh, wait. twice!
Ha! I did mention you, just not there!
That said, I dug the quickies. Noice, Pro, real noice
oh, and Uschi and Bunny have a standing offer to come to NYC and stay with me for a weekend of drunken debauchery...
Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi
