Wednesday, July 13th, 2005. First things, first.
Unforeseen, I have found a 31 year old financial consultant from Valencia who sees a charm in my silly remarks and acts as raptured when listening to my kayak tales. Annoyingly she seems disturbed at what she thinks is my posh regard to life which I think is plain suave; but mystified, she has condescended to date on Saturday night for the sake of my good looks.
Not familiar anymore with nationals after a distinguished record on younger alien Slav women, all that sudden rapport had on me an disquieting effect but her taste for wearing constantly Channel on work, set me for her.
I have prudently questioned her on the hazard of this chance encounters affecting my paddling schedule to which she answered that I should not let brute, animal sex be on the way on the simple things that just make me happy.
I know myself best and I am writing this for the record. Let’s see how she reacts when I shall drive back to the beach, early on Sunday morning to take advantage of a full day paddle. Some pouting is the less to be expected.













Reader Comments (5)
;D
(Hope it does though...good luck!)
Thanks for the encouragement and the best whishes. I googled you and it looks like you studied at Whitman College. Is that so?
By the way, I am very good at pillow fights.