My friends mom

Every Monday, I would drive over to my best friends house to watch wrestling.His whole house was into it-his brother and mother both watched with us when they were home.This time, however, nobody was home.I was as welcome as family at this house, so

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I’m having an apple martini at a local upscale bar when I see this guy from across the room. He’s fine, tall, black, built like a greek god. He sends me a drink and I tell him to come join me. He does and the conversation is on point. He has a gr