.. I changed my car horn to gunshot sounds. People get out of the way much faster now.Gone are the days when girls used to cook like their mothers. No...w they drink like their fathers.You know that tingly little feeling you get when you really like someone? That’s common sense leaving your body.I didn’t make it to the gym today. That makes five years in a row.I decided to stop calling the bathroom the “John” and renamed it the “Jim”. I feel so much better saying I went to the Jim this morning.The. " Oh, perhaps you're right. Maybe I am making this into something that it isn't. It's just that it was exactly the way Kenny used to..." No doubt, but please keep in mind that lots of men, most in fact, love to suck on their wives' breasts and they love to touch and squeeze them too. It's just a man thing." Marge smiled. "Maybe this just means that he's going to be a breast man and is getting an early start." They both laughed as Marge picked up her pocketbook and headed for the door. "I'm. We were drinking vast quantities of liquids to stay hydrated in the heat, which eventually meant that I had to go to the bathroom. I excused myself and headed off. But after hiking twenty feet away, I heard a "wait up" and turned to see Courtney bounding along the sand to join me.My jaw quivered watching her breasts jiggling up and down with the running motion, and in that moment I fully understood how a crap-ass show like Baywatch could conquer the world.When she caught up to me, she fixed me. " I expected for a young woman, this would be a statement of panic and worry, but her tone was, once again, teasing and challenging.At that point, I didn't care, but I still chastised her playfully. "You don't think that's something you should have mentioned before now?" And then I kissed her as she turned and I tried to make it everything hers was not; slow, passionate, layered with desire, need, and a hint of love. I was rewarded with her being briefly speechless and breathless when I at last.