What would a twenty-something woman call a bar where she and her friends hang out to meet Mister-right-now?
Since I am no longer a twenty-something and have never been a woman, I need a general term for such a place for a story I'm doing.
What would she call the place in conversation if she didn't use its real name? Like "our usual ..." or our favorite ..."
I didn't know that the order could be changed. How does one do that?
The left one is about nine inches and the right one is a little over 24 centimeters.
It would be nice to have some options to sort my Reading Queue. I thought that it was strictly by date, but my current queue proves that wrong. Although, it is mostly by date with a few exceptions.
Some sort by suggestions:
Author
Category
Date
Score
Title
It reaches from my body all the way to its tip. No lady who has seen it has ever refused to grant it entry.
Obsession perfume.
It is the second sexiest scent on a woman. The only scent sexier is from a hot, willing pussy.
Yes. I'm probably showing my age here, but the most memorable was at a drive in movie, under a blanket, in the back seat, while the couple we were double dating with were watching the movie in the front seat.
I saw above that someone included a boat. I've done that too; in a seventeen foot runabout with no cover. It was in a secluded cove, however.
Honky Tonk Badonkadonk -- Trace Adkins.
Less so when I'm reading my own stories than when reading someone else's. I suppose it's because I know what's next.
When I'm writing or editing, I have too many other things to think about to get aroused.
Does a thirteen-year failed marriage count?
