How about chocolate and a good kisser?

Hard to do in a dorm or apartment complex.

Another thing I hate is when some dum@zz decides to pull your stuff out of the washer and dump it on the floor and start washing their crap...

Ok, deatils! You know we want them

Nope, to honest to give up on them

I had so much fun breaking the law when I was stationed in NC :)

I have to admit to making a serious mistake a few years ago though.

I bought by brother and his wife a coffee grinder for christmas and got myself one too.

I just can't go back to drinking cheap coffee anymore LOL.

Hell even here at work we get Caribou coffee

Depends.

Some days I take it black.
Some days I have to have vanilla creamer.
Some days two sugar and some cream.

Now, tea on the other hand, is always cream and sugar when hot. I so got hooked on that when I did volunteer work at a daycare center when I lived in England. Working with the old nannies definately got me hooked.

We'll need to work on that

She really needs a good partner to sweep her around on and off the floor

Wrong forumn for what I'd do

See who says us "geeks" have to look like one?

As a professional IT Manager, I get the strangest looks all the time LOL

You do realise we could switch this arounf to why don't women want a good thing anymore I hope? :(

Her trepidation was palpable,
Her worries were grim,

She didn't understand,
I just wanted to make her grin,

She was nervous,
I was sure,

She let me undress her,
I savored every bit of her.

She wanted to please me,
I proclaimed not yet.

Just let me please you,
this you will not regret.

Time went on,
as all time does...

Wonder of wonders I thought she was the one.
My walls fell assunder, each and every one.

Often did I hold her,
Often was she pleased.

I even let her take her
place upon her knees.

Alas I was mistaken,
Again it was unture.

She let my heart open
to her family and her kids.

Then she used them as a means
unto an end.

Many moths did I toil,
many monies did I spend.

At least her basement's finished,
and her kids have all moved in.

Once the work was over,
and she was feeling grim.

To me she dropped then anvil,
The knife unto my skin.

She aimed right for my heart,
Nearly tore me apart.

Each day we learn a lesson.
Each day we use our heart.

How much longer can we go on,
With a broken heart?

Nothing better than relaxing out on the floating dock watching the light show up above. Unless of course making love while doing so

Dunno as I would agree with either but thanks :)

Hate to say it, but am most definately a virgin at this :(

F$ck me if we're talking about exes, I'm going to need Tequils, Lot's and Lots of Tequila

Nope, it's still kicking :)

It is now

Just have to see how it finishes.