After drinking two glasses of wine, I think I see the Amazonian so...

I walk up to her and say "Excuse me but aren't you the Amazonian?"

She replies "Why yes darling I am and you should know that as you are one of my lovers."

I say "How long has it been since we crossed paths?"

She replies "Much too long about two months to be exact so you want to go up to my room and get it on?."

I say "Why not" and all of the sudden we are both naked on a bed looking over the skyline of Manhattan.

I say "How do you want it?"

She replies "Because it is the holidays I want it double stuffed and I need it badly."

I say "How am I surpose to do that?"

She replies "Darling just look down." Hold and behold I see my covered member standing at attention with a covered purple didlo next to my member.

So both members enter her and she screams with pleasure until I push her off the bed after performing M.O.U.S.E (Davberts style) on her.

All of the sudden I am back standing outside the bar with a grin on my face.

Was this all a dream? As I look around trying to find the Amazonian all I see is a shadowy figure walking away from me and dressed in black flattering spandex pants with leopard ballet shoes.

Maybe life is just a dream.

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