I had a dream last night that I was Harold and you were Maude.
Another flirtatious young man? "have your way with me"? I blushed, and it WASN'T from my mug of ceylon tea steaping in front of me. The gentlemen are so upfront with their sexuality. So much more than when I was playing. I am an open book if you care to read my pages. Mr. Tangle, your explicit talk reminded me of a rooster strutting around the barnyard. I am sure you are a handsome devil. And Mr. Daddy, my how you must work on that physique. It has been quite sometime since I have laid eyes on a hard, chiseled Adonis like yourself. I have searched for photos of you, and have only found things that must be before your dedication to exercise. But dark, mysterious eyes. My guess is a latin lover? Enough!! I have overstayed my welcome here. Mistress of the room, banish me to my proper place, and I will wait for these gentlemen to come knocking at my door. Oh and my Tinkerbell says Sweetie isn't a bitch. And she should know. tee hee. (i have humor too)
I am absoulute in my beliefs and will one day prove my theory beyond a shadow of a doubt.