A friend said that she can remember clearly the day and circumstances leading to the conception of their only child(after three years of trying for a baby).On that day, she said that her husband was taking her on some FINANCE lessons(as she was billed for an interview-the upper week) on the floor of their sitting room.
But because he wore this BOXERS that didn’t do a good job of covering a huge part of his JOHN THOMAS, she kept getting distracted. And when she could no longer bear the urge to run her hand through the KINI… she gave in to her urge o and placed a hand on the SOMETHING. The man said YOU ARE JUST A SILLY GIRL.IS THAT WHAT WE ARE HERE FOR?
And she said NO,I AM JUST COVERING THE THING WITH MY HAND-SO I CAN CONCENTRATE ON WHAT YOU ARE TEACHING ME.
She said that from that point on, the man that was flowing earlier started repeating himself and getting his calculations wrong-while the KINI that she placed her hand on kept BULGING at an alarming rate. She said that before she knew it…the rest became history o-right there on the floor.
The finance lesson only continued much later-after the SECOND ROUND was administered to her. Two days later, her husband left town for his base…and less than SIX WEEKS LATER-the morning sickness and cousins descended on her, nobody told her what led to what…TALK OF THE BLESSINGS OF MEN’S‘BOXERS’.
By the way, being taught FINANCE (by a partner) on the floor sounds OUT OF THIS WORLD.I can’t imagine a more romantic scene…
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