That's right. Married!
I rolled up a twenty in the shape of distorted ring and asked the fine bartender to sc marry us. The only stipulation is she is free to fuck, and dance for, any guy she wants and I am free to fuck, and get dances, from any honey I want. Perfection.
She was wearing a small black g-string and I was wearing casual business clothes. It was heart warming.
I'm deeply in lust with this honey.
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We christened the marriage with a shot of Patron and then she went off to make some money.
Wow.
You crazy
Crazy shit.
You can take her home now.
Gay.
Shit talk
Pull your head out your ass
Let us know how the joint tax return comes out.
Don't even joke about getting married dude.
Gosh, for a second there I thought you were going to be "No-longer-lone wolf; oh shit, I'm figuratively screwed" ;-)
sounds like the perfect marriage! Maybe step 1 in a stripper polygamy plan?
Does she remember your name?
Oh shit. When bathed in the sobering morning light, getting sc married does not seem so fucking cute. I need a sc annulment fast.
Not a good idea. A couple of years ago I was talking to a dancer and another long time favorite walked by and casually says to her "He's my husband". I had some explaining to do.
Mazel Tov LW.
When the marriage starts, the sexual decline begins. Not a smart move.
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