Write the story five words at a time

NativeMainer

we all collapse into exhausted

Meece

by eating all of this,

(You know exactly what I am talking about, Kona)

(I am using my stern, mother look since the tears didn't work)

konakat

tired toes massaged by our

[  Who, me?  I must have chemo brain.]

Scooter-12

we needed to rest so

Scooter-12

new leather clad friends...we

hmm

are worried that the man-servants

konakat

will be jealous of our

Meece

lay on our cashmere blankets

(Chemo brain?  I call it selective memory)

konakat

ready to sate our hungry

[I can't remember the question...]

Meece

drive for intinmacy.  That is

(Kona, do I have to repeat myself?)

konakat

all we have on our

[Repeat what? Huh?  Me?  I didn't do it!]

ruthbru

minds, but in our hearts

konakat

we long for intimate conversation

ruthbru

with a soul mate who

konakat

is a hunk-a-rama too!  So,

Meece

Once again we start interviewing

hmm

countless hopefuls as we search

Scooter-12

for the perfect masculine specimen

Meece

who also has the feminine ability

hmm

to hear what we say!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Scooter-12

We found him...handsome, sensitive

ruthbru

rugged, athletic, musical and very

hmm

very rich! However, he also

konakat

needed to be trained to

hmm

know that saying "yes dear"

konakat

earns our praise and not

NativeMainer

saying that earns our disdain.

hmm

Those who do not understand

konakat

are quickly chastized and thrown

Scooter-12

will quickly learn how to