Best Damn Dream in a Long Time...

[Robby (imported)]

2004/01/07 21:33 I sure cannot wait for bed tonight. No, I am not going to massage old Johnnie…I just want to finish the best damn dream I can remember in a long time.

I as I recall, I was at a friend of a friend’s house and fell in love with this custom made tile used on his kitchen counter top. There were a couple dozen people at his house for a small gathering and he was preparing a wonderful meal. I was there to help with food preparation, as I am a good cook. We struck up a pleasant conversation as we prepared the vegetables and fixings for his meal. I must say, I was wondering if he noticed me. I sure noticed him, his bright blue eyes, sandy blonde hair, fair skin and manly smile. His scent was most erotic, more so than any prior experience.

While serving the meal to his guests, I struck up a conversation with Mark about his wonderful tile. He told me all the tile was custom made. Made by hand in his spare time. I was quite impressed as the unique tile design moved up the splash wall. Now these were no ordinary tiles, they were custom made, multilevel, hand painted porcelain tiles. All designed to enhance the kitchen cabinetry.

After the party faded away, our cleaning effort brought on more conversation and Mark asked if I would stay for a drink, a night cap if you will. I stayed and found my host quite randy. We started to get close when one of his guests came back to the house and interrupted our foreplay. We found the purse she forgot and sent her home via Yellow Cab. Once again Mark and I were left to finish cleaning the kitchen when I suddenly woke up. I was almost ready to make out with Mark when my tiny bladder reared it’s ugly head

[lilac (imported)]

2004/01/07 21:33 I sure cannot wait for bed tonight. No, I am not going to massage old Johnnie…I just want to finish the best damn dream I can remember in a long time.

I as I recall, I was at a friend of a friend’s house and fell in love with this custom made tile used on his kitchen counter top. There were a couple dozen people at his house for a small gathering and he was preparing a wonderful meal. I was there to help with food preparation, as I am a good cook. We struck up a pleasant conversation as we prepared the vegetables and fixings for his meal. I must say, I was wondering if he noticed me. I sure noticed him, his bright blue eyes, sandy blonde hair, fair skin and manly smile. His scent was most erotic, more so than any prior experience.

While serving the meal to his guests, I struck up a conversation with Mark about his wonderful tile. He told me all the tile was custom made. Made by hand in his spare time. I was quite impressed as the unique tile design moved up the splash wall. Now these were no ordinary tiles, they were custom made, multilevel, hand painted porcelain tiles. All designed to enhance the kitchen cabinetry.

After the party faded away, our cleaning effort brought on more conversation and Mark asked if I would stay for a drink, a night cap if you will. I stayed and found my host quite randy. We started to get close when one of his guests came back to the house and interrupted our foreplay. We found the purse she forgot and sent her home via Yellow Cab. Once again Mark and I were left to finish cleaning the kitchen when I suddenly woke up. I was almost ready to make out with Mark when my tiny bladder reared it’s ugly head

Wow! Robby, Now thats my kind of dream. Can't wait to find out what happens in part 2. Keep up the fantasy dreams. ps. isn't it your bedtime yet? lol

Lilac

[Paolo]

Give up sleep.

It's vastly over-rated.

[A-1 (imported)]

Hmmm,

This thread is the "G" word, isn't it?

I always dream of women. What in the hell is wrong with me?

I am (GASP!) STR8.....

Hell, I guess there goes the neighborhood...

Next thing you know, some woman is going to come up pregnant...



A-1

[Robby (imported)]

Hmmm,

This thread is the "G" word, isn't it?

I always dream of women. What in the hell is wrong with me?

I am (GASP!) STR8.....

Hell, I guess there goes the neighborhood...

Next thing you know, some woman is going to come up pregnant...



A-1

Not by me...

[A-1 (imported)]

Robbie,

I didn't mean by you. Of course, I can do one in your honor if you are so inclined.

We will call it a "grudge" baby.

That means that I will have it in for you while you are asleep someplace dreaming about tall blonde surfer boys or something....



A-1

[Robby (imported)]

Robbie,

I didn't mean by you. Of course, I can do one in your honor if you are so inclined.

We will call it a "grudge" baby.

That means that I will have it in for you while you are asleep someplace dreaming about tall blonde surfer boys or something....



A-1

Are you going to name "grudge" baby after me or will the baby's name be 'a_1' until college and then it becomes 'A-1a'?...

Robby

(because that is how my ancestors spelled it...were they trying to tell me something I did not realize until adulthood?...)

[A-1 (imported)]

Robbie,

A-1-A seems to lead to the right place...

From Maine to Key West, Florida.

I will go for A-1-A, unless you'd rather Worchestershire, in which case the poor thing may be in kindergarten at puberty still learning to spell his (or her) name.

Hell, I didn't even spell it right!!!

A-1

[An Onymus (imported)]

Well, whether you spelled it right or not, it makes crab salad noticeably better, and is a tasty ingredient in some bloody mary recipes.