A Professional Massage I popped a couple Viagra, ran a few errands to give them time to work, then pulled into my favorite local Asian massage parlor this afternoon. I had called earlier to make sure they’d gotten their table shower..."

I was sobbing softly and sipping a glass of Chardonnay. My husband and I were safe in our high-rise hotel and the dogs were comfortable on the adjacent bed. “What’s the matter, honey?” Jim, my husband, asked...."

Since I retired nearly a year ago, I’ve had to start budgeting for pussy. When I was working, I’d get my vehicle insurance bill for several thousand dollars and just pay it. Not now. Even though it costs a little more, I pay a little..."