Even we all are not of this planet.Honey: Then what is the story of this planet.Queen Eva: I have to tell you the history of this planet.Actually this... planet is a planet of woman only with ever youth, the condition of this planet is spring season and no woman grows more than 18 yrs, and they are most simple in nature. They have got physical likeness with the people of earth only and to save them we have gone there.My dad and father of Adam were great friends and both were great scientist of our. .. I’m just getting Old?Bathing was done in a wash tub,With plenty of rich foamy sudsBut the ironing seemed never endingAs Mum pressed everyone’s ‘duds’.I remember the slap on my backside,And the taste of soap if I sworeAnorexia and diets weren’t heard ofAnd we hadn’t much choice what we wore.Do you think that bruised our ego?Or our initiative was destroyed?We ate what was put on the tableAnd I think life was better enjoyed.Author, Unknown...If you can remember those days...Continue to enjoy. His name was Greg. The hour and a half session was over. A lot emotion was expressed; nothing was resolved. A few days before the next group session, Marge was in Starbucks for her morning frappuccino. Just as she was ready to leave, Marge spotted a young man with his eyes riveted to his laptop. She recognized him. It was Greg. She stopped by to say hello. "Hello. You're Greg. We met a few weeks ago." He barely looked up from the computer and said, "Oh, I can't remember your name." "I'm Marge.. Charlotte lay on the bed smiling contentedly as Steven's spenddribbled from her sphincter and her issue cooled on her belly. Sheleaned over and took a washcloth and began to clean up.Steven picked up his drink and went to the door and then stopped andturned."What happens here is a secret right? No one needs to know." He wasobviously suffering from post-coital regret."Of course. If we don't guarantee discretion we won't have anycustomers," Charlotte replied.Charlotte changed into a clean.