"One thing for sure ... you have to get in shape. You'll never be able to keep up. How long since you quit smoking?" February 18th 1972, 10:30 at nigh.... You figure it out." You know the exact date? Why?" I remember monumental dates. Quiting smoking is pretty monumental. I can recall the end of the war in Germany. I was three years old, but I remember it like it was yesterday. Monumental dates I'm good at." You're kidding!" She was amazed."Nope, May 8th, 1945. My third birthday. My dad was. He's six-feet-four and I'm a petite blonde. "I'll be getting reports, so if you don't behave it'll be worse for you when I get home, believe me."Three days later he phoned to tell me my "trainer" was coming next day. I hardly could wait for it.I dreamed of handsome, firm men in leather jackets putting me in my place and making me enjoy it.Next day I considered not opening the door. After all, no other man had laid hands on me ever since.I was so excited, I had to change my underpants four times. He looked at me an raised hispretty blonde eyebrow quizzically. I offered the game without saying aword. He snatched it out of my hand. His mum shouted: `Whose at the doorhoney'. An he replied `No one Mum' An slammed the door shut in my face.You know what human nature is like right? His complete disregard ancontempt for me just made me even more hotter an lust after him worse thanever.I'm finding it hard to relay to you just how bad I had it for Brad, Cos youknow this shit is for real right?. Joe notice the nicerelaxed atmosphere of the room and made the decision he was staying fora couple of drinks. He went up to the bar and asked the barkeep to gethim a Liene and a double of Southern Comfort. Being a gentleman he ofcourse used please.The barkeep was happy that his new customer sat where he kept watch overthe bar. He was going to have someone different to talk with. Joe beinga new customer made the barkeep even happier for he would not have tohear the same monotonous conversation.
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