Heavens, what is best app to have sex up to now? She’s so excited about the new content in her program I can hardly keep her from bubbling over with excitement. I know you’re going to love what she’s got to share with you.
As she often says, “I feel like I’m overflowing with fun things for the Good Gurls to do!”
I think I know what she means. I know she can help you up, in so many ways. Be sure to slip into her warm and welcome program. At just $1 a month I know she’ll be happy to come up with something special for you if you join as a good gurl.
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My goodness what a surprise to see young Gerald over at my place when I got home from a meeting of my book club this afternoon. Poor little mite was sitting on the doorstep looking most sorry for himself, waiting for me to get home.
I should explain. I go out to my book club every second Wednesday. I do enjoy it, as we often hold it over at Fiona’s. She’s such a good host, and always provides some of her excellent South African wine. We then discuss a book we’re reading and then just for fun do a game of charades, in which we each mime a book we’ve read in the past. Of course, we are not allowed to say the name of the book, and can only indicate it through the use of mime in the minute and a half we allow each person. I can only say that Fiona seemed terribly thrilled to do Howards End, though she was terribly frustrated once trying to finish off Three Men In A Boat in under 90 seconds.
It appears Gerald has been having trouble with his homework. This week he has to make a list of all the things in his room. As you know I am a school governor at St. Bernadette’s School For Gurls, and I know away around the curriculum. Naturally I can help Gerald.
I told Gerald to write down all the things he could remember while I made a nice cup of tea. When I’d finished I came over and looked over his shoulder. Goodness, his handwriting has improved. As I looked over his shoulder, and told him what a good by he was, I noticed he’d written down one of the items twice.
“Oh, Gerald. You’ve down so well,” I said. “Maybe you should just stay there a moment while I make a quick correction.”
With that I leaned over and quickly helped him rub one out.
“There,” I said gently. “Isn’t that much better”
He seemed so much more relaxed once we’d finished. I think I know why Gerald always calls me his favorite auntie, don’t you?
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What excitements this morning! I had a call from Sylvester, my mechanic, asking if he could possibly borrow Ali to help him.
“What on earth for?” I asked.
“I need some help fixing the church’s bus and all my staff are off this weekend. You know that young pastor who’s organising the charity picnic this year? He’s the one Mistress Meg knows . Well, the bus has broken down and he needs it quickly so he can take the guests later today out to where they have the event. He really shouldn’t be driving that thing,” said Sylvester.
“Goodness,” I said. “I’m sure Ali would be happy to help. I’ll ask him to get down to your workshop as quick as his slipper-clad feet can carry him. Are there many people going to this picnic?”
“The pastor has invited the sick, the needy and the impotent,” said Sylvester.
“Well, that’s quite a lot of people,” I replied.
“I understand the sick and the needy will be there, but the impotent couldn’t come.”
“What a shame,” I said.
And so by late morning I was walking down to Sylvester’s workshop laden with some lunch for the boys. I’d made a nice pie and some sandwiches. As I entered the workshop I could see Sylvester half lost beneath the bonnet, but no sign of Ali. The bus was jacked up with one wheel off and part of the exhaust system on the work bench.
“Hello… I’ve brought you lunch. Is Ali about,” I asked.
“He’s under the back of the bus working on the suspension,” replied Sylvester. “He’s in the wheel well.”
“Isn’t that a bit dangerous,” I said feeling quite concerned.
“Oh no, he’s fine. The bus is jacked up properly,” insisted Sylvester.
“Goodness me, you wouldn’t want him to hurt himself. He might fall out?” I continued.
At that very moment Auntie Kittie arrived at the workshop, brandishing a bottle of wine.
“Too soon?” She asked holding out the wine bottle.
“It’s never too soon to open the wine,” I replied.
As you can imagine, once the bus was nicely fixed we all enjoyed a glass of wine and the offerings I’d brought. Needless to say the pastor got his bus and all went well.
But that isn’t the main reason I’m writing to you. I thought I’d just remind you that if you haven’t already joined my Good Gurls, just $1 a month gives you some wonderful offerings from Auntie Kittie, and myself. Be sure to sign up if you’ve not done so already.
Have a lovely week.