If I had a wife or a girlfriend living with me, we’d never get away with this.

When I saw you at the grocery store last night, I wasn’t expecting to meet you. I hadn’t even thought of you… but, then, there you were… I just KNEW that I had to take you home with me.

You taste so good.

You make my lips tingle.

Twice in one day? WOW

We already did it at lunch time, I can’t believe we are going to do it again tonight!

I swore I would give myself some time apart from you, but I… I …. just… must have you again….

Do you think about me as much as I think about you?

You should be eaten, and often, and by someone who knows how.

I’ve had a lot of others, but none of them compare to you.

I wonder by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we loved? were we not weaned till then?”

I don’t know if I can not NOT see you again.

How do you feel about mixing a little something extra in, to spice things up tonight?

My friend Nate wants to taste you, too… and I’m totally okay with sharing, if you are.

In vain I have struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

Each time you happen to me all over again

I can’t believe how fast you are ready to go, once I bring up the subject!

I see you’re drinking 1%. Is that ’cause you think you’re fat? ‘Cause you’re not. You could be drinking whole if you wanted to.

My doctor has a few concerns about our relationship…

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