The Proposal.....

Still grinning here.

One of the fathers at my younger daughter's school came up to me today and thanked me. 'What for', I asked?

'For showing me that there are still real women out there, who look lovely, who laugh, who hug their kids and when they walk they look as sexy as hell. You've restored my faith.'

'Hmmmm....ok...well, thank you. It's lovely of you to say so' (bestowing a gracious smile and wondering where this is going).

'I bet you look lovely on a romantic dinner, candles lit, red roses for you' (pfffft.....I love red roses but do you really wanna know what I do with candles???)

'If I'm with my husband, I love romantic dinners' (If I'm with my Sir, I love romantic dinners where I'm relieved of my underwear and know that afterwards I'm going to be beaten, flogged, cropped, caned, made to beg and crawl, tied down, chained to a bed, and brought to orgasm more times in one night than in the previous year)

'Would you like to have dinner with me tonight, at my place? My ex is having my daughter' (giving me a grin that I think was supposed to be sexy but I think I'm immune)

'Ummm...no thanks. I don't dine with gentlemen I don't know, besides which, my husband wouldn't approve' (neither would my Sir He'd probably beat my ass but lets not go into THAT on the school playground!!)

'He has to know??'

'Yes! He would have to know! If I wanted to. Which I don't. So ......goodbye'

Ok...get this....his closing line -

'That's ok - some women just aren't adventurous. There's more to life than the missionary position you know'

SPEECHLESS!!!!!

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