kickycan wrote:Hey, what could I do? She requested I use the straps. Slovak women are wild...
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Like my mother use to say to me: I she'da asked ya to jump off a tall building, would you ha....ahhhh....ahhh...
...well, in this instance, maybe my mother's little retort would not apply.
You were breathing very, very hard...and you had that urgency huskiness in your voice. With that much testosterone coursing through your veins, its a damn good thing she didn't ask you to jump off a building.
