Large Mocha with a Side of BJ Please

So I saw this on a friend's FB wall and just had to share it with all of you. 

Apparently a new cafe will be opening up in Switzerland where you'll be able to get a blowjob with that afternoon latte. 

Here's an excerpt: 

"At the end of this year, a new coffee shop, Fellatio Café, will open up in Geneva, Switzerland, where you can get a hot cup of joe, with a side of blowjob. Seriously. 

The firm behind the Swiss café, Facegirl, says customers will be able to order coffee, then select a sex worker of their choice from an iPad to give them a blowjob. You sure as hell can’t do that at Starbucks.

And just how much will this sexual service set you back? 60 Swiss francs, or about $50. Plus five francs for the coffee, of course. This is a business after all. But still, not bad for a caffeinated afternoon (or morning) delight."

Here's the link to the article.

Enjoy :)

Imposter and Agreeable Women

Remember the fella from the UK on my dating app? The one who asked if I had ever been a sub?

Well, it turns out the profile pic he was using on the app (and on his facebook account) is that of an explorer named Levison Wood. And his FB account looks super dodgy - 28 friends, all women from various parts of the world, and at least 3 of which sport pornstar names. Hmmm.

Well, that's the end of that connection. 

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As for the second part, I was watching TV on the couch when BIKSS came by and joined me. He had his arm around me and his hand down the front of my blouse. And I mentioned that if the world were a place where fondling your girl in public was acceptable, and women accepted that nipples were fondle-able and fair game for their men wherever they were (like hand-holding), then there would be way fewer disagreements. 

I mean, the pleasurable physical sensations kinda trump everything else, and really, how does one get into a grouchy mood when one's nipples are being fondled? 

Mmmmm, nice!

Have a good week ahead :)

Hitting the Nail on the Head

So I've been chatting with some people on a social / dating app, and nowhere in my profile do I make any reference to D/s or DD/LG or any BDSM or kink of any kind. It's totally vanilla and BIKSS knows about this. 

When I get a new chatter-upper I tell him, and we talk about the person (cos sometimes - ok a lot of the time - I don't have the correct lenses on and sometimes can't see the red flags) and so far we've discussed a needy American (who I didn't quite realise was needy till BIKSS said so and pointed out the evidence) and a started-out-nice-turned-crass local guy (whom I did think was juvenile and attention seeking) and so on and so forth... 

So here comes a British dude who's close to my age, and good looking (even BIKSS thinks so) who in the span of 5 message exchanges on the built-in chat system managed to ask me if I had ever been a submissive to a guy. I saw the message for the first time when BIKSS did, when I opened the app to look at new messages, and we both had a good laugh. I was a little bit shocked and amused and Daddy just wished me good luck! 

Here's a paraphrasing of the exchange: (Names and Places have been changed)

Him - Hi I'm John from the UK now working in Timbuctoo. How are you?

Me -  Hi John I'm Jane - I'm good thanks. How long have you been in Timbuctoo?

Him - 3 years. Have you had a good week? I noticed your dominant traits. (Presumably what he gathered from my profile summary.) Sounds like we have something in common.

Me - LOL you'll be surprised at how non dominant I can be if I'm with the right person. The week's been ok, just nursing a painful crick in my neck. What do you do? 

Him - Similar situation. I slept funny and my neck is in bits. So have you ever been a submissive for a guy? I work in radio in Privy Lane.  How about you? Can't believe UK voted out. 

Daddy asked what I was going to reply, and I said I was going to ignore the submissive question. At least until we meet in person if it ever gets that far. 

And as long as he doesn't turn the conversation into a sexual / pervy one I'll be happy to keep it going. 

I replied the other questions, making a comment about Cameron resigning from office and talking about maybe taking the conversation to email or some other chat client cos the message system isn't the most reliable. 

He hasn't replied, and I'm a little disappointed, I must admit, since I'm curious as to how he's going to carry on the conversation. Altho' to be honest, it really won't matter to me if nothing comes of this. It's not like like I would have lost anything. 

Daddy thinks he might be sussing out the situation and deciding if he wants to push it or just let it slide... heh. I think he might have just gone out drinking last night and is too hungover to do anything today. LOL.

Any thoughts? 

Pretzel and Pics

Somehow I managed to fold my legs and bend them up towards me while we were having sex yesterday - and Daddy called me his little pretzel. It made me all warm and fuzzy thinking about it afterwards :)

The crick in my neck is still there too, so I'm thinking I should go see a doc about it in case it's something more than just a stiff neck. 

Meanwhile here are some pics that BIKSS shared with me that got a groan/giggle out of me.

For those of you who are already familiar with the durian, here's one that isn't quite regular-shaped. 

If you want to read more about this popular Asian fruit, CLICK HERE.

Now I'm a huge fan of the durian, and I'm a huge fan of sucking cock, so this would be like a dream come true for me!! LOL

Sadly, the ones I've had have always been the usual boring shape. 

Next up - it's all in the details. Always look at the fine print - even when it's on fabric!

And how's this for a fancy dress costume dilemma? Poor Kelly.

 

Dominant vs Domineering

Pic from Dominant Guide

I was reading over at Dominant Guide and thought I might share the link with you. It's a good read, and states very clearly the difference between Dominant and Domineering. 

And I'm in agreement. It's not really a personal preference issue. It's not that fine a line. They are clearly two very different things. 

Enjoy.

Taking Charge

Money's been a little tight since my trip to Aussieland. And my students pay me quarterly so I don't get a decent paycheque till next month. 

Recently I've been watching what I spend on by way of groceries, but that's not too stressful cos I mostly eat veggies anyway, and those tend to be cheap-ish. 

Those of you who know my situation will remember that BIKSS doesn't feature much in the day to day of real life, ie I sort out my own finances and make my own decisions about work and the house and other things. 

But on the most recent trip to the supermarket BIKSS wanted to pick up some stuff for himself too, a couple of items, nothing much, whereas I had a ton of stuff. OK, maybe not a ton, but considerably more than BIKSS had. 

He passed me a $50 and said he'd pay for everything. I said it was ok, I could handle it, but he insisted in that Daddy way that left no room for negotiation. So I just went along with it. 

Doesn't that look comfy?

And then today we were thinking about booking movie tickets for tomorrow afternoon cos he has the afternoon off for us to spend some time together (he wants to watch Independence Day and so do I). Now usually we either just go to the cinema and buy tickets there and then, or else I'm the one looking up the bookings and getting the tickets online. And since I had some time when I woke up I asked him which cinema he wanted to go to and whether we wanted to get regular seats or the more comfy (read: more expensive) plush seats. There are all sorts of different types these days, they even have couple seats with "more leg room and privacy and removable arm rests", then there's a "business class" type where it's more like a chaise than a seat... where you can stretch out your legs on a recliner and they provide you with a blankie and even have in-cinema dining! 

Anyway, he said he would look at it and make the booking! 

It's nothing particularly momentous to crow about, I know, but given that it doesn't follow the usual pattern, I was just taken by surprise, and I admit, am feeling rather impressed by his "take-charge" attitude. 

Well, I'm not complaining. :)

More 5 Sentence Smut & Talking about Death

We went for our regular walk and it had been an awful day. So daddy decided he should spank me. I thought it would have been better to spank all them idiots who made my day horrible. But since he couldn't spank them... it would have to be me. 

We got back to the car and I leaned against the door so he could spank me - he managed to get off 2 spanks (he pulled my shorts up and away to expose my bum) before I panicked cos someone was coming on a bike. LOL

So we went to a different carpark lot - one that was quieter, and I faced backwards, put the seat back down, and knelt on the passenger side while he spanked away. 

Around this time I had gotten word that my tenant wasn't coming home and  the house would be empty so we headed home for a quick romp. 

Well, I wanted Roger. And I was feeling horny. 

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We got into the shower and Daddy started playing with my clit - and the thing that amused me was how he said "There we go" when my body jerked as he hit the right spot. 

Then we were in bed and I was sucking on Roger before he decided I should turn around and face away from him so he could return the favour. 

I was back to sucking him the right way up before long as I demonstrated how this way my tongue could slide up the underside of his cock. 

This demonstration elicited a groan from Daddy and soon after we were fucking with his hands around my neck. 

Yes - two hands wrapped around my neck which never fails to get Roger even more excited so that I heard a whimper(?) as he held off a cum... but we all know it was just a matter of time anyway... 

As we were lying about and cuddling we talked about some article BIKSS had seen about a woman who had died from having her vagus nerve compressed, stopping her heart or something similar. And then we ended up talking about how if I died in my bed during sex the best thing would be for him to just leave. Maybe put some clothes on me, grab all the kinky stuff from the bedside table and dispose of them (take them out of the house with him) and don't forget the little thumb drive with all our naked pics. 

Cos dead is dead. No reason for him to get involved in the follow up investigations. 

Having said that tho, my brain is now kicking into gear and I realise there's no way he wouldn't get involved. After all my fone is full of text messages to him and my laptops have the web versions of our chat client (which also has our chat history). Not forgetting emails, messenger and what not.

It occurs to me that a LOT of clean up would be necessary. 

Well then, I guess he'd better not accidentally press too hard on my vagus nerve eh? 

5 Sentence Smut and Other Snippets

OK so we were talking about people coming and visiting the blog and leaving comments, and Daddy thought it would be fun to write smut. Well, those are the kinds of posts that get the most views I must say. And he thought it would be a challenge to write our encounters within the limit of 5 sentences. 

So here goes - this was today's encounter:

After a shower I came into the room where Daddy was just undressing and I asked him kindly if he would dry my hair. 

He did - while I knelt in front of him and took Roger in my mouth as I pulled down his boxers. 

Then he pushed me up against the back of the room door and proceeded to pinch my nipples (and suck on them), played with my clit and fingered my pussy, all the while making me moan with pleasure! 

He turned me around, so that he had to reach in front of me to continue thrusting his finger into my pussy, as I wrapped one leg backwards behind his, balancing on the other foot and supporting myself with my hands against the wall while he grabbed at my hair with his free hand and pulled my head backwards. 

He spanked me a little, and then moved me towards the bed where he positioned me on all fours so he could suck and lick my pussy, and before long Roger was pounding away at me doggy style. 

And there you have it. 5-Sentence Smut.

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We talked about having another guy play with us. And all this while I think I might have stuck to the story that I would be ok with it if that was what he wanted - to watch me with another guy - but I suppose today I finally admitted to myself (and him) that I really DO enjoy sucking cock and if he were to bring someone into the bedroom who had a good looking, clean, nice-smelling cock, I would be happy to give him a blowjob and enjoy it too. 

Then we talked about the possibility of having that blowjob encounter go further - yes, fucking. I would be ok with it, although I always think that fucking a new person involves a lot of 'getting-to-know' -- the positions, the likes and dislikes, the angles and depth of penetration etc. 

I could go for this.

Too clinical? Ok, moving right along. So I said - given that I had always been more dominating in the bedroom with my other partners, with this new bloke, it's likely I would be as well. I would probably direct the encounter (if all Daddy was doing was sitting and watching) UNTIL such a time when Daddy decided he wanted to pipe up and start telling me what to do. Then the consideration here would be that the fella would have to have been given a heads up as to what the dynamics of our relationship are, and what he CAN and CANNOT tell me to do. Also, I think that as soon as Daddy said something he would then have to be responsible for carrying on the direction of the encounter cos my brain would switch to sub mode and I'd probably not be able to do anything else of my own accord (with the fella). 

Of course this then led me to ask another question - would Daddy be able to play with a fellow Dom? Someone whose Dom style matched Daddy's of course, because that's the kind of Dom I like, not "rough" Dom, more coaxing and gentle, and he said yes. So he would be alright letting another Dom direct me. Well, what about if he were to twist his hand in my hair, grab my neck and make my eyes glaze over from sheer physical arousal and then ask me "You like this don't you? You like how I make you feel when I do this?" and knowing that in all probability I would be gasping, moaning, and only semi-conscious when I said YES. What then? 

That made Daddy stop and think. And he made a funny face. Then said he might have a problem with that. 

So probably no Dom, if ever we get a third person to join us. LOL. 

And as for whether I would let another Dom spank me? The answer to that is a flat NO. 

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In other news, it occurred to me earlier in the day (before Daddy snuck into my house and surprised me) that of all the relationships I've had, this is the only one where I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid of saying something wrong, doing something wrong, BEING something wrong that would make him leave. Which is kinda ironic cos of all the people I've been with BIKSS has the least to lose if we split up cos he would just go back to his regular life. He has a safety net, a family. A routine. 

And yet this is the one time I'm certain the person I'm with ISN'T going to walk out on me - no matter what or how I am. 

His theory is that with all the others I've always been the more dominant one and so somewhere inside I've subconsciously feared that if I pushed too hard or made too many demands or whatever, that they'd get tired of it and leave. 

Maybe. I don't really understand that either, but I suppose he's right in saying there was a very distinct fear of them leaving. 

I'm more inclined to think that it could well be this relationship has no potential for any happy-ever-after and so I don't fear an opportunity cost. That it's ME who has less to lose. So there's less fear. 

And I'm stopping here cos My Head Hurts from too much thinking. And now all I can think about is whether we'll ever play with another fella. It might make for great masturbation fodder.

Euro 2016

So here I am putting up a post from my fone. Why? Cos I'm out at a pub watching the England-Wales match. It's 1-0 to Wales at the mo and I'm not impressed with the game at this point. Also it's really hard to concentrate on anything cos I don't have any underwear on. 

This isn't the norm for me. I'm rather uncomfortable without panties - and I dont't mean psychologically either. It's a physical discomfort. Maybe cos of the heat and humidity, maybe cos I'm just not used to it. 

And maybe cos I'm partially turned on all the time since the slightest movement can be felt in between my legs! 

Daddy was quite happy on the drive here tho, fiddling with my girl parts in the car. So not only am I moist from the warm weather, there is a distinct wetness coming from inside me too! 

It's making me want to get fucked. There I've said it. And now I feel good and slutty! :) 

And since that's not going to happen anytime soon, the least England could do is ... Oh ... Wait ... I do believe they've just scored a goal! Yay! 

I Gave Daddy a Pop Quiz

This morning I was looking at Tumblr and realised it was the hot rough sex gifs that caught my attention and the tender loving sex ones just seemed rather meh. So I started asking Daddy a bunch of questions. These are his answers - feel free to copy and use them. I'd love to know what your Sir's / Dom's / Master's / Daddy's answers are... or YOUR answers are - if you wanna play along. 

1. Rough hot sex or tender loving sex? 

- Rough 

2. When out for dinner. No bra or no panties?

- No panties

3. In bed. No spanking or no blowjob?

- No spanking

4. Kneeling on the floor or restrained against the back of the door?

- Kneeling

5. Eyes closed or open?

- Open

6. Chatty and playful, or silent?

- Chatty and playful

7. Blindfold or wrist-ties?

- Blindfold

8. Naked or sexy lingerie?

- Naked

9. You're turned on by the look in my eyes. Do you see fear or trust?

- Trust

10. I seem to be in pain but I don't tell you to stop. Do you carry on or stop to ask me what's wrong?

- Stop. 

This one needed clarification.

If I seem to be in pain but enjoying it. Masochist remember? 

- Ah then I continue. There IS a look. 

(The look he's referring to is the "I enjoy this pain" look apparently.)

11. Lipstick or no lipstick


- Lipstick

12. Slim or meaty girl?

- Slim 

(This one also needed defining. Kate Moss is skinny. Jennifer Aniston is slim. Sara Ramirez is meaty. I fall in the slim category, according to him, but he says meaty is also doable.)

13. Long skirt or long pants?

- Skirt

14. Spaghetti top or covered blouse? 

- Spaghetti

.... and then I went to shower and he asked me to prove it so I sent him a couple of naked pics.

Please play along and feel free to add your own either-or questions! Leave a comment if you're posting the answers so I can go over and read them too! OR just put them in the comments :)

Sex - Different for Boys and Girls

Daddy came over this morning after stopping by the office to collect some stuff and we had a good yummy romp. It was a bit out of character for me to ask, but I really needed my nipples fondled cos they were feeling plenty needy, and he obliged. That led to some vanilla sex but it was good sex. Round two was a little more exciting with him plunging his finger (and later, fingers) in and out of my pussy with his palm slapping against my clit with each thrust. Almost like getting pussy-spanked. I liked it a lot! For the most part I was only semi-conscious, my eyes were rolled back and I was panting and heard myself making weird sounds. Daddy held me down by my neck, and gripped my chin at some point; then when I had all the juice fingered out of me I sucked on Roger and coated him with saliva so he could fuck me. My pussy felt used and sore and it was totally delicious. 

What led to this was when we were cuddling he had his arm bent and over me instead of under me (like we usually do), mostly because I'm dealing with a sore neck / shoulder and didn't want to aggravate it by lying at a weird angle on his chest. I can't find a pic so you'll just have to imagine. But this position really made me feel very submissive and I thought, if all guys knew how to take care of their women, cherish, cuddle and love them, and take charge of the relationship and home, I don't think there'd be as many problematic relationships as there are. Take care of her and you'll have sex on demand. Well, it would work for me at least. 

While I was telling Daddy this - that all fellas should be in on this not-so-secret - he was fiddling with his cock. Just playing with it, this way and that, in an entirely non sexual way. Which got me on another topic. Sex organs - girls generally don't fiddle with their boobs and clit unless it's in a sensual or sexual manner, unlike guys (I'm generalising here, but I've seen it in BIKSS and my ex-es too) who have no qualms about playing with their cocks while doing something else, watching tv, reading in bed, etc. almost absentmindedly.

I wonder if this is because girls are taught that sex is a big no-no cos we have so much more to lose, and the whole if-you-sleep-around-you're-a-slut thing, while boys tend to be "celebrated" as a romeo, casanova or general ladies' man. A bloke who gets whichever girl he wants is cheered on by his mates. A girl who gets whichever guy she wants is a slut. 

So by default anything to do with sex (and sexual organs) is considered "dirty". 

Do you have any thoughts? There's no point to this post really, just thinking out loud. 

  

Hot and Spicy / Easy Peasy

I found Mala via Cat's blog about the Sisters of St Norton . Interestingly in Chinese "ma-la" means numbingly spicy. And I suppose that's not such a bad way to think of this lovely new-to-me blogger over at A Slave Girl's Scattered Thoughts. Her blogroll contains a lot of the blogs I follow too, so I'm sure I'll enjoy reading over there!

IF you don't already follow her, have a hop over to her blog and say Hi. :) Please note the warning on her about page before you begin reading tho. 

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And now the easy bit. Well, this morning was the easy bit. BIKSS snuck into bed around 8am to wake me up and visit with me, and it's been a while since he'd done that. I like it. Muchly. 

After stretching myself awake I got out of bed and washed up before crawling back in to cuddle with him. 

As the period is imminent pussy wasn't going to be getting any action today, the spotting is very much on. But I had my hands and my mouth, and BIKSS was already getting handsy with my boobs. 

So I reached down to stroke Roger who was glad for the attention, and then I thought today I'd do something a little out of the ordinary - nothing spectacular mind you, just not something I do regularly - I wrapped my thumb and index finger around the base of his cock in an "O" and held it there with some pressure to keep him really hard and stretched across the glans as the blood pumped in and had no where else to go. 

Then with the other hand I made a loose "O"-shape and moved it over the head of his cock, so that there wasn't constant skin on skin contact, but the stretched and by now sensitive skin of his, er, glans, would er, glance against the inside of my O-shaped (actually, more like a C-shaped) hand.

I got a very positive response from that, so much so that when I released them both (BIKSS and Roger that is) to move into my preferred blowjob position - kneeling between his legs while he's flat on his back - BIKSS spasmed a little in his right thigh and made a funny (almost blubbering) sound. Clearly that's what "it feels good" sounds like in incoherent-man-speak.

Then it was more O-gripping around the base as I put my mouth and tongue to work. It was slow and languid, I took my time, I played with alternating between suction and no suction, putting the head of his cock just at the entrance of my mouth and bouncing a little without letting him all the way in. I turned the O around the base a little bit to the left and right just to create some movement and awareness while I swirled my tongue around the underside of his head. 

Then I slowly took all of him in my mouth and increased the speed of the turning O at the base while also moving up and down with my hand, in tandem with my mouth over his shaft, while keeping a steady suction and lapping on his sensitive underside spot with my tongue. 

He was soon ready to cum, and shot his load into the back of my throat, all without either of us breaking a sweat nor seeing any considerable increase in heart rate. 

Now that was an easy peasy blowjob. Good for me, good for him, and everyone's happy and enjoying a chill-out Sunday morning in bed. I mean, there's a time and place for jackrabbit sex and wild, crazy, face-fucking, eye-watering, choke-me-half-to-death blowjobs... but this morning wasn't it. 

I'm beginning to like my Sunday morning wake-up calls. 

Here's Another Blog

So I *have* been busy looking out for more blogs to follow, and here's one I found just in time to wish a Happy Anniversary to! If you don't already follow Meredith (and Jack) have a look at her most recent anniversary post and send some love and blessings their way!

Part Time Sub and a Follow Friday

First the FF - I'd been looking for Lindy since I got a comment on one of my posts and finally, FINALLY! today I saw a shoutout to her blog on Rosie's post. Both of them are suffering with bad backs right now and I know what THAT feels like. Not Fun. Mine usually eases up only after about 3 weeks after it hits, so I try to be very careful about leaning over, reaching for stuff etc. 

Meanwhile if you haven't already been following Lindy, have a look at her blog Downunder Dreaming. The link takes you to her latest post. Leave some love for a lady in pain. 

And as for that other thing?

Ok, so BIKSS asked if I would wear the plug while I'm on my exercise walk tonight. Firstly, it's sitting in a tub of baking powder to try and get any bad smells off. Considering where it goes one cannot expect to never have a small accident from time to time. Which is what happened one of the days I had it in me for a longer period. Since then I've been trying to get the smell off it. Thanks to the internet I found some advice on various sites and one of them recommended leaving it in baking powder. 

It's been a week - and I really should get it out of there and wash it up but I'm too lazy and I figure the longer the better. 

Secondly, exercise is exercise and I don't really want a plug in me making me feel all sexed up. Which is what I told him. And seeing as how we're not 24/7 I can't wrap my head around being submissive and little ALL the time. 

So in a way it seems like I'm the one calling the shots - but they're not willy-nilly in any way. I mean, there are things that don't involve him or his input - work, meals and my diet, exercise, smoking, visiting and dealing with my parents, medical issues, who my friends are and where and when we meet, money issues, home and personal purchases, etc - anything in real life, basically. Then there are things that involve him - all the sexy, spanky, naughty stuff. And maybe a holiday or two if he can manage it. 

Which means that when it comes to all the stuff where I'm in charge, I may ask for input or suggestions, or go whining or grumbling to him to let off steam, but the decision is still mine to make because the responsibility is still mine to bear. So when he tries to insert (pun intended) a Daddy request into real life I feel like someone's trying to put pickled jalapenos or hot English mustard on my plate of syrup-laden blueberry pancakes. And I've never tried those combinations but I imagine I never want to. 

This isn't quite news to BIKSS cos I already had this conversation with him before writing this post, but I'm also not quite certain why I feel the need to put it here. Validation? Reassurance? Sharing with others who might stop by and feel like they're bad subs cos they're not 24/7? Having said that, I don't feel like a bad sub. I am fully accepting of the fact that full-time just doesn't work for me because that would mean full-time responsibility on his part too. In my brain that's what the exchange is worth I suppose. 

I realise now that he probably didn't expect an innocent question to take my brain on a round-the- solar-system journey the way it has. Neither did I to be honest. Just goes to show you can never tell when something'll ignite the thought train and set it off. 

But this was good for me. I've been feeling a little dull in my noggin for a while now and needed to get the brain juices going again. 

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That's Why Necking is for Teenagers

Last night we went for our exercise / walk along the beach as usual... and I was feeling cheeky.. (or naughty or feisty whatever you wanna call it) so after some disagreeing with BIKSS about what the definition of "instant coffee" is we just called it a difference in personal understanding of the term and that was that. 

Also, he was happily smacking my bum as we were walking along so that was fun *grins*.

Upon sending me home, at the foot of my building, we kissed in the car, and as I was being in a mood I refused to let up. So the kissing went on for a bit, just fun, playful, teasing each other kind of kissing. 

When I decided I was adequately satisfied we pulled away - and my neck was aching. I mentioned it to BIKSS. He leaned over in the opposite direction from me, and said so was his! LOL

I suppose that's why necking in cars is best left to the youngsters!

Have a good week everyone!