
Suggestion 1
I had just moved in to her place when Tracy spoke up. We were christening her bed. I won’t go into those kinds of details, but I will mention how compatible we were in the sack.
I love old euphemisms like “in the sack.” Being an English major drew me to words. But before you criticize me for a useless major, I am also getting a business major.
So, Tracy spoke up. “Robbie, can I make a suggestion?”
I was in that lull, thinking about closing my eyes, when her hand returned between my legs. Yes, dear readers, she had my attention. “Of course, you can. I am open to any suggestions you have.”
“You have an unpleasant odor about you.”
I panicked. “Really, what do you suggest?”
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