Come to me. I want to plow you like a Calgary driveway at Christmas.
Come to me. I want to plow you like a Calgary driveway at Christmas.
The one thing I remember about Christmas was that my father used to take me out in a boat about ten miles offshore on Christmas Day, and I used to have to swim back. Extraordinary. It was a ritual. Mind you, that wasn't the hard part. The difficult bit was getting out of the sack.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories