Omg Pie!...with so much variety how can you possibly only have one favourite....k, maybe by category;
...with a nice cuppa coffee? Apple, a la mode.
...with turkey dinner? Pumpkin, with whipped cream.
...mid Sunday afternoon? Strawberry rhubarb, with rich vanilla ice cream....k, lemon meringue is a close second.
...for breakfast? Blueberry, on its own (over the sink while no one is looking), or sitting proper with a cuppa tea..
...for a picnic? Cherry. The kind with with lattice top crust. With some sharp cheese and a bottle of Merlot.
...if you’ve had a sad day? Mile high coconut cream. Cause you can never be sad eating a coconut cream pie!
Pie...it’s the answer to everything, whether gastronomical or mathematic.
Drums and harmonica a long time ago and no, not at the same time. Now?...mostly Spotify.
...but you know what they say about drummers, they never die, cause the beat goes on...
For coffee and pie in a cafe bistro...yes. For an impromptu picnic in the park of cheese, bread, and wine...yes. For a late evening dinner in a restaurant with live jazz piano....yes. And if this day built an appetite for something else...I would be a fool to refuse, smiles,,
I’m Alright - Kenny Logins
...randomly from Spotify
...same here, though my evening message, smiles...
To put this question in context, I’m going to answer in regards to going on a date. Firstly a smile, and hopefully I’m the reason it’s there. After that if she’s put some effort into what she’s wearing, and has the confidence to wear it as though she owns it, then that makes her extremely attractive. And a compliment from me will quickly be praised upon her. Now, if there happens to be a well put together lingerie ensemble underneath all she’s wearing....well, that’s just sweet icing on the cake, smiles...very, very sweet indeed.
For the most part I’d say I like to unwrap the present...keep it seductive and un-rushed, with the focus being on the person, let her feel attractive and desired. Never to forget that she’s a person first, and a sexual being second. Besides, a little anticipation can be a beautiful thing, smiles...
Now, when she wants to feel in control and has the confidence to do it, a seductive strip show can be a very nice thing to watch...builds a great passionate appetite for the audience.
...after a nice hot shave, a splash of Chanel Blue...a crisp white button up shirt, no tie and a couple top buttons undone...blue jeans, sport coat...and comfortable leather shoes. Oh, and a fat wallet...let’s go!...LoL
Gorgeous...(if only we had more words)
Shall we rack ‘em up?smiles.... don’t over dress, wink
Never from the law...only my attention, by a little red haired girl.
HYE parachuted?
Sipping on some Shoulder Monkey Scotch...with ice. Nice!
...I’m all about give and take
For drinks and conversation...deal me in, smiles...
One more night...in your pants. Phil Collins
Not taking a pass, cause Sugar and Spice is everything nice....and so are the remaining options, wink
Certainly not passing, I’ve already friended....don’t know about marriage....so, that leaves....hmmm, a very nice option, smiles...
What if...
Lucy in the sky, had no diamonds?
I’d like all of the first three options please....twice, none of the last.
Now, here’s a very attractive possibility that I would say yes to, smiles
Certainly....and would be very tempted to offer some...encouragement of the most appropriate kind, wink
What if....Frankie didn’t say Relax....(shuddering)
I don’t know why....but I think about this from time to time....Grapes and Grapefruit. You got this little round thing that grows in a cluster on a vine, it’s a fruit so you call it a grape. Then you got this large round citrus thing growing on its own and it’s a fruit too, so you call it grapefruit...huh? I think the French beat the English on this one, two different words; raisin and pampelmuse. As opposite as pickle and Santa Claus....What the hell were you thinking English people?
Btw, my drink is almost empty....can I have refill please!
Sippin a glass of Knob Creek bourbon ? ....with ice (don’t judge me). I don’t know where this place is, or why it’s called Knob Creek, but my god do they know what they’re doing!....Cheers!
Kissing that cigarette right out of her mouth....then spitting little bits of tobacco burs off my tongue...phew, phew, phew...what the hell, it was worth it!
A kiss on the hand for above....keeping my fingers crossed for below, smiles...
For above....Perhaps an introduction...and a kiss on the hand...
...and for below, i shall wait and see...
