OH OH OH Saturday

How could I possibly forget?

My conversative dressing lass on my arm has broken her Oklahoma brain wash about showing off the girls. Out they came in a black tank top on Saturday at the Casino, yummy. Jiggling with each step and drawing the eyes like Tittie magnets. (Not that I am one of those shallow cave men kind of bf's but she is too marvelous of a Diva to be held down by other folks stick figure idea of a perfect woman. Ok maybe just a little knuckle dragging caveman.)

Oh Friday. Denim Dress and Stacks. She bent over to grab something off the bed and I could see the cream satin of her panties. Oh yes. So tall in her stacks. (After four years the little things are what set my heart a racing. Corny? I don't give a shit. Sappy? Of course. Live with it.)

Loved the jacket of our friend cuz it was hippy but couldn't take my eyes off my gal. (Might post on this issue later.)