Steve returned with
Printable View
Steve returned with
some ice cubes
and a bottle
of Jim Beam.
He poured her
a stiff drink
and toasted her.
"OWWW!" She screamed.
"What the fuck
is wrong with
the ice?" she
cried out seeing
a dark shape
hidden in the
frozen water. Steve
had his fingers
in the bottle
craftily attempting to
disguise his evil
insertion of irritating
Limbaugh ice cubes.
Sandra threw her
panties to the
floor, moaning passionately,
to Steve's consternation.
"What are you
pulling now?" he
suspiciously asked her.
"Steve, take me
to McDonalds!" pleaded
Sandra, panting heavily.
"What, like that?"
, he said, sneering.
"Right now, I
can't imagine it."
Snatching Steve's man-purse,
(actually I guess these are called "murses" now)
she surprised him
with a quick
marriage proposal.
Steve
shuffled his feet
and replied that
, though he was
tempted to say
"yes," he had
enough sense to
not commit the
venial sin of
answering too soon.
Meanwhile, in a
parallel universe, a