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Jack and I Broke Up - PART ONE
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Jack and I Broke Up - PART ONE  Daniels, that is He is just no good for . Brings out the worst in . So after this weekend I decided to it quits. It's hard to leave this Golden hued one, with his smooth lines and sometimes bubbly personality especially when paired with a spritz of soda and lime on the rocks. However, there is something about him that just gets under my skin. He peels back that thin veneer I have, making Angry Busti come out. It is not a pretty sight. ************************** We were headed out of town to hear a band that The Hostess with the Mostest had suggested.[See Episode IX: The HostessÃÂ with the Mostest ; posted April 20th]ÃÂ The hubs thought it was an easy way to get back in touch with the group and to meet some new friends. There were no hookups intended unless one wanted to as an individual, since many were staying in the same hotel* [*Or so we thought. Turns out there were two hotels in the vicinity and most of the group that came from out of town stayed at the other one] The hubs thought this was a good way for me to meet and chat with one of the playmates he has enjoyed atÃÂ these house parties. I was open to the idea of getting to know her. I had questions, lots of them. We did not know if she would be at the concert that nightÃÂ but we made plans to meet the next day for lunch.ÃÂ An hour or so into our travel we got an email from The Hostess saying the concertÃÂ had been canceled. I checked the venue online and sure enough, one of the band members had tested positive for covid so as a precautionary move the band canceled.ÃÂ The Hostess scrambled and alerted her group that she was moving the party to a karaoke bar that was near her home instead. We got to the hotel and decided to nap a bit before party time. As we got ready, we had a cocktail to relax a bit. Jack Daniels and I warmed up to each other while the hubs napped. As we were driving to the bar, the hubs texted The Playmate and told her what was up. She texted back that she would meet us there too. We arrived and found The Hostess at a table with chairs all around. She bought some appetizers for the table of guests and as we munched we got caught up on all the happenings since we last saw her. The appetizer did not sit well with the hubs. He wasnt feeling well, almost immediately. He went outside to get some fresh air. I thought he was going to puke. But Jack D and I were having fun, so I kind of ignored it. He then headed for the head and while he was in there, a tall woman came up to the table and asked me if I was me.ÃÂ I said Hi, and stood up to meet The Playmate.ÃÂ My first impression was WTF??? She was the exact opposite of me. I mean...I am short. She is tall. I am busty, curvy, roundÃÂ and quite well padded. She is tall, svelte, slender, flat chested, normal sized. I am a bit glam, even wore falseÃÂ eyelashes thatÃÂ night.ÃÂ She is completely natural,ÃÂ no makeup.ÃÂ I wore [ I]Ralph Lauren Blue perfume. She smelled of patchouli. I mean, the only thing we had in common, [kinda] was that her hair was long too. Longer than mine in fact. The difference was her hair is the rasta kind of hair [Think Jamaican singer Bob Marley]. I had never seen rasta hair that long on a white woman! It was really quite fascinating. to be continued... In the meantime, to my friends in the states, hope you have a glorious Thanksgiving!! ~~~" Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift." --Mary Oliver~~~ |
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Daniels, that is He is just no good for me. Brings out the worst in me. So after this weekend I decided to call it quits. It's hard to leave this Golden hued one, with his smooth lines and sometimes bubbly personality especially when paired with a spritz of soda and lime on the rocks. However, there is something about him that just gets under my skin. He peels back that thin veneer I have, making Angry Busti come out. It is not a pretty sight. ************************** We were headed out of town to hear a band that The Hostess with the Mostest had suggested.[See Episode IX: The Hostess with the Mostest ; posted April 20th] The hubs thought it was an easy way to get back in touch with the group and to meet some new friends. There were no hookups intended unless one wanted to as an individual, since many were staying in the same hotel* [*Or so we thought. Turns out there were two hotels in the vicinity and most of the group that came from out of town stayed at the other one] The hubs thought this was a good way for me to meet and chat with one of the playmates he has enjoyed at these house parties. I was open to the idea of getting to know her. I had questions, lots of them. We did not know if she would be at the concert that night but we made plans to meet the next day for lunch. An hour or so into our travel we got an email from The Hostess saying the concert had been canceled. I checked the venue online and sure enough, one of the band members had tested positive for covid so as a precautionary move the band canceled. The Hostess scrambled and alerted her group that she was moving the party to a karaoke bar that was near her home instead. We got to the hotel and decided to nap a bit before party time. As we got ready, we had a cocktail to relax a bit. Jack Daniels and I warmed up to each other while the hubs napped. As we were driving to the bar, the hubs texted The Playmate and told her what was up. She texted back that she would meet us there too. We arrived and found The Hostess at a table with chairs all around. She bought some appetizers for the table of guests and as we munched we got caught up on all the happenings since we last saw her. The appetizer did not sit well with the hubs. He wasnt feeling well, almost immediately. He went outside to get some fresh air. I thought he was going to puke. But Jack D and I were having fun, so I kind of ignored it. He then headed for the head and while he was in there, a tall woman came up to the table and asked me if I was me. I said Hi, and stood up to meet The Playmate. My first impression was WTF??? She was the exact opposite of me. I mean...I am short. She is tall. I am busty, curvy, round and quite well padded. She is tall, svelte, slender, flat chested, normal sized. I am a bit glam, even wore false eyelashes that night. She is completely natural, no makeup. I wore [ I]Ralph Lauren Blue perfume. She smelled of patchouli. I mean, the only thing we had in common, [kinda] was that her hair was long too. Longer than mine in fact. The difference was her hair is the rasta kind of hair [Think Jamaican singer Bob Marley]. I had never seen rasta hair that long on a white woman! It was really quite fascinating. to be continued... In the meantime, to my friends in the states, hope you have a glorious Thanksgiving!! ~~~" Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift." --Mary Oliver~~~
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I cannot wait to hear more about this. 🤠 Have a great day! 💋 Staci
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Happy Thanksgiving. I hope you won't miss Jack  
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Hummm, the differences are interesting. Most of us have a "type" - even when we're just horn dogging. Perhaps he is her type, and she initiated it? Flattery like that will get a woman FAR. Fun with Photoshop Having Sex with the Wrong Lady at Work America39s Sweetheart Gets a Bit Overshadowed [post 3312759] My Private Post - Tell Me ALL Your Secrets – Anything you write here is just between us
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Happy Thanksgiving!
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