This story is COMPLETE FICTION! Right, jeff.
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It was a hot, hot, hot summer August night and Doris called me to invite me to dinner.
Doris was the neighbor cross the street whose son I often drove to school.
Sure! I would love to come to dinner…(the wife was away -I was eating canned beans)
So I showered and put on some shorts and walked across the street to Doris’s.
They lived upstairs.
I knocked, and went up the stairs and knocked again.
Doris answered the door.
Doris was German.
Doris was naked.
So that’cool (glad I accepted the dinner invite)
I go to dinner and the hostess is nude. Very tan too! (Been at the beach)
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Wow.
But I am smooth and contemplative.
Nude Germans,
Bout time!
{this is a serious story related to Occupy Wallstreet. If you know where I am going please anticipate me and post your thoughts. If the electric bill was overdue. Could you produce?}