"That's cool. I'm a smuggler. I can totally afford you. How long are you in Florida for? Can you come to Boston? You have appointments there already? For real? No way! Can I just give you some money as a tip now for chatting with me? I have a lot of money right now. You have a website? Really? That is wild. You are so cool."

I am stunned. I think I am totally booked in Boston now.

I was thinking this is the perfect guy to test out being honest for once when I'm asked, and he ends up being more connected than I thought. We ended up chatting for several hours, comparing tattoos and swapping strange tales from the dark side of the moon. The guy in the seat behind us was literally hanging on the back seat and on every word.

with him.  Forgive my double standard here, but I guess it depends on what he smuggles.  Be careful please!

The guy is into peanut smuggling.

Oh yeah, he gave me a scorpion. It's a good luck charm. I'll use it as a paperweight for my condoms.

Three licks, two fingers, and some patting!

Yummy!

Cheers!

Followed by stings!

Pussy Galore, Octopussy, Tiffany Case, Plenty O'tool,
Dr. GoodHead, and now 'NetMichelle' as the action adventure femfatal of the new millenium.

  Rock on NetM

  FR.

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My intuition says, cut it off now and be in his mind forever, not in his posession....

very scetchy possible con..

That was me in the back seat.

All I have to say is….you are one naughty, naughty, freaky chic…. I can’t believe what you said! I mean I was so into it that the hostess had to pull me back saying it was rude to eaves drop. At one point I actually stood up and leaned forward and almost shouted “you did what!” Yep you are absolutely right, you are the one my mum warned me about. And I am  for sure staying far far away from you, yes sugar pops you could be one bad habit hard to get in check. Oh by the way  that thing he told you about that thing, yes you know what I mean… well that is one tall story.

Ok, ok guys, just before you all get carried away……and start hitting me for juicy details, its all in my imagination.

When I turned 21 my parents gave me a birthday card that said.  "Son your at the age now that you have to watch out for wild women like (NetMichelle)that"  opening te card to read the inside   "Or you might miss them"         All I can say now is "Thanks for the advice Mom and Dad I found her"

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When are you comming to Boston?

That' great, Michelle. I bet he had some interesting stories. Reminds me of that song by Don Henley. Makes the whole crime thing exotic in a weird and psychotic way.

Hugs,
Ciara

...DATY tasted like peanunts?

makes my life so much easier...of course I do hide it from my child, so I don't tell the people at the PTA meetings...but the rest, absolutely.  Its what I do and a large part of who I am.  And you never know who needs to get laid!

Right on, Sydney!

Good on ya for joining the PTA!  It's a great way to connect with your kid.

Just so ya know...out here in California, at least, if the student is a member of the PTA (yes, they can be), they're eligible for some scholarship money.

Yoda

"And you never know who needs to get laid!"

Words to live by, Sydney...indeed.  We will have to add altruist to your list of attributes.  You Texas gals are just so sweet!

Women in Bond movies are like the redshirted guys in Star Trek.  You know what's going to happen as soon as you see them.  They show up from nowhere, never in any previous episode, and you know that they are going to be gone by the next one.  

But at least the redshirts cease to exist in some creative ways.  Bond just bangs and boffs women, (and not even very graphically) and they're gone!  The guy's got a phaserd*ck!

Let's hope Michelle doesn't have that fate.

/Zin