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It wasn't junk mail, because if it was I would have just figured that it was the same kind of crap I get inundated with all the time. Luke Warm Mama: Well, I guess my breasts are pretty good. Luke Warm Mama: Yes, my tits :) Young Fungi: Tell me about them Mama.
This had a stamp on it, not a bulk mail thing, and it looked like a bill was inside.
If I hadn't gone home when I did that day, I wouldn't have been the one to grab the mail from the box, and when I did - well, let's just say that I'm a curious guy.
So when I saw a letter addressed to my mother with a return address from some outfit called "What's Love Got to Do with It", that curious nature of mine took over.
So just for the heck of it I send my Mom, or rather Luke Warm Mama, a message.
I told her I thought she was hot and asked her if she had seen my ad.
I was actually happy when I went through the ads of the women of our area and didn't see my mother. *** What started off as a joke was becoming something else. I was taking my digital camera out and, after making sure that there wasn't going to be anything recognizable in the picture except for an eraser and the top of a newspaper that showed the date, took a couple of myself.
She had fudged a little bit with that, taking 4 years off of her age and maybe deducting 10 pounds or so, but I figured that was probably par for the course with something like this site. She had checked the "18-25 male" for the age box, and had checked "any" for race and physical characteristics. Luke Warm Mama: Maybe my panties are already off :) Young Fungi: Naughty. Luke Warm Mama: Did you get those pictures from the Internet? I guess the name of the site pretty much came out and said it, but I hadn't been expecting this. .98 later, I was trolling through the offerings of "What's Love Got To Do With it? "Maybe we can teach each other a few things." Since my mother claimed that she lived about 40 miles south of where we actually live, I chose the opposite, and said I was about 50 miles north of Albany. You're cute but I don't want to go to jail over this. That would make my mother feel a little safer, since I was betting she gave a different location because she was afraid to run into a local guy. Would my mother contact "Young Fungi", the name I had given myself? Only one woman did, and she was a woman that look about 80 and sent me a picture of her with her legs spread wide open along with an offer to sell me her worn panties for .