“Yeah, we better hurry this up so she doesn’t get jealous,” I reply with a smile, pleased that I’m bantering. That book I read on how to talk to women seems to be paying off. “What’s she wearing…your hottie” — Ruth Clampett Copy Share Image
“When she starts to climax, she sparks the Looney Tunes fuse on my ACME bomb.” — Ruth Clampett Copy Share Image
“I feel his throbbing hard-on pressed against mine. A second later he begins to rock his hips so we’re doing the woody waltz. What” — Ruth Clampett Copy Share Image
“I’m so tired of Earth’s gravity pulling me down when all I want to do is fly far away.” — Ruth Clampett Copy Share Image
“Yeah, we better hurry this up so she doesn’t get jealous,” I reply with a smile, pleased that I’m bantering. That book I read… — Ruth Clampett Copy Share Image
“There you go with the breasts too big again. I rub my eraser over the sketchbook page and brush the crumbs away before reworking… — Ruth Clampett Copy Share Image
“And all of the scientific data, statistical facts and empirical evidence can't compete with the indefinable heart's desire. For if in the end, she… — Ruth Clampett Copy Share Image
