-“Where have you been Sandra? You didn’t even answer your cell phone for two weeks! I wanted to tell you that I bumped into Paul and Sherry at the Santa Monica pier last weekend. After the fiasco that went down, I would have thought they would never speak again!” asked Carla.
-“Sorry I was indisposed Hun. You know I am sort of glad that Paul and Sherry have arrived at an amicable understanding…they seem to have a special bond.” Sandra commented.
-“Just wanted to check in with you, to see if you are OK; do you want to have lunch this weekend?” asked Carla.
-“I'm sorry Carla. I was out of town for a couple of weeks, and won’t venture outside for a few weeks still. I just had Russian threads implanted in my face. This is sort of like an internal face brassiere, to lift and arrest sagging of the face. I had this procedure done in Bogota, Colombia.”
-“Sandra! What in the world got into you to go so far for Russian threads? Well, at least Colombia is a bit closer than Russia. But Sandra, why do you subject yourself constantly to these drastic measures? You truly look great!” asked Carla. .
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-“Honey, you have no idea how hard I have to work to stay in shape and keep it all together. I mean, I have to…as active as I am dating you know. Besides these are mild procedures compared to a full blown face lift, which really looks sort of done.”
-“By the way, who are you dating nowadays? Still going out with Jeff? Or that kid who takes you to the rifle firing range? No wonder you have no time for me ever.” Claimed Carla.
-“Actually, I am actively dating three guys. And believe me, there is always a method to my madness. You see, with George it's trivial fun and good times. He's really cute, and makes me feel young, and cool. Yet, that is the very thing which ultimately irritates me a little. I feel that I need to tone it down with him. I have to censor my thoughts, and keep it light and simple with him.
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Now with Dan, I have a challenging mental rapport, which I need as well. I like to be opinionated, to challenge, and to be challenged as well; even to learn from a man.
Dan supplies that type of mental stimulation. Together we patronize the arts, and his mental acumen even deploys to bed time play for he has proclivity for domination. Yet, his analytical mind is deficient in the expression of emotions, feelings, and tenderness.
Therefore, that is where Jeff comes in. With Jeff, I enjoy great, earthy sex. He is very loving, and makes me feel cherished and wanted. Making love to him is like enjoying a soulful jam session of great jazz. It feels akin to delicious, solid food which is comforting and satisfying at the same time.
I need a portion of all three. Though I only see one each week. The perfect man would be a combination of components from each of them.” Sandra said.
-“Sandra, you are living it up aren’t you after your divorce? George is almost old enough to be your son. By the way, when can I see you?” asked Carla.
-“Carla dear, right now I resemble Rocky Balboa, in his last undefeated round. Why don’t you come over this Saturday and bring me a light latte? See you then Hun.”
