Solar Joint Stories: The Tale of the Hot-Rodding Harlot
There's Love at First Sight...and Then There's This
There’s a time-honored tradition in the solar joint Doc’s Oasis; the toast. Only it isn’t your normal well-wishing over a tall class of amber-colored ale. The toast is a time to tell stories. To rant, to rave, to regale. Talk of grand triumphs and complete failures. All unfiltered, and all in the company of friends. This is one of those stories.
Thanks for keeping us ladies of the night well-fed, Doc. Nothing like a little sangria to freshen up. Well then, seeing as I got the choice seat and I assume all of you are looking at those sweet jade eyes of mine, how about a real toast?
I want to salute the best man I ever had. This beautiful hound right next to me. Me and Max got big plans and I say it’s time we share them with the class, the big one being that I will no longer be in service here at Doc’s.
Yes I know, I know, you’ll all have to find someone who can give you good head, but trust me, most of your wives are better than you give them credit for.
No friends, lil’ ol’ Texas Red’s making herself Mrs. Max Blick because this beautiful black so-and-so right here made me feel like a real lady the night we hooked up. And if you don’t mind Hubby, I think they should know just how we made it all worthwhile.
“Anything you like sweetheart.” There’s Exhibit A. Knows just the right thing to say whenever he has to say it. Well then, let’s start from the top.