A maturer man or woman may liks aural sex ;apparently it’s the aroma of earwax that evokes desire… it’s true!.. Basically you just whisper sweet nothings into their ear or in some cases you could try Newton’s Laws of E-motion on the scientific or the plain daft.This form of loving your neighbor is particularly good for the old as the ear does not need to move unless you are dancing together.
So much for Good Louse Keeping..This old magazine for ladies has closed down as there are not enough lice to keep it so afloat,if you see what I mean,which I don’t as yet
For more advice on love,fashion and relationships try thinking,,yes THINKING.. These mags all written by people like us so cut the fashion pundits out and do it yourself.I did and the neighbors are always admiring me me.It’s perhaps because I wear a coral coat,turquoise jeans and black patent shoes with red laces.Underneath I wear thermal underwear and my late husband’s vests I found five brand new ones in pure white interlock.= in his chest of drawers.I must have bought them
All I need now is someone to drink his whiskey.. that could be Alfred my new cat although to be frank Alfred may be a lady as I am too shy to look down there.Maybe the gardener will drink the whiskey and then cut the hedges down
Yes,my husband was very wicked.He died without even opening his new bottle of whiskey and I prefer brandy.I think he was very thoughtless to waste the money on drink and not to actually drink it.After all you would not pay a sex worker and then die,would you?On second thoughts,it’s possible a man might die in such a case.Do not experiment as it is very dangerous.Give the money to the poor instead. or buy your partner some flowers and go home and kiss her dear face or his rugged one etc
Yes,I find I am poor as “cheap cameras” at £500 are beyond my budget so instead I just look at things with my eyes.You just won’t believe what I’ve seen.. the untidiest house in the UK.I am sitting in it right now and it is worse than ever and with all the spilled tea and coffee the carpet looks really fed up.With me.Shall I hire a steamer or go on a cruise missile as it were… it’s all nonsense I am afraid and now I speak and write as if I have learned English as a foreign language.
How my heart sings 