Daily Archives: June 22, 2019

But before I unleash this intense-yet-tame testosterone upon every crevice, nook and cranny of your mocha body, I’d appreciate your ear on an idea that has consumed my creative mind all day.

Michael Eisner, the former head of Disney global, once said the best ideas can be expressed in a sentence. Here’s mine, love: A make-up/lipstick consumer, in the market to buy, clicks on the Pamper-Her-Friday video channel, to gaze at the latest cosmetics made just for her. On her phone/tablet/desktop, her face appears on the screen; a hologram of her face’s exact dimensions, along with samples of make-up/lipstick, some her favorite brands, others new.

She, via virtual/augmented reality, “tries on” the various products to determine the perfect shade, gloss, hue and/or tint for her unique face. Boom: she chooses what looks best and clicks to purchase product. No need to visit a brick/mortar store to buy the product(s); no gas wasted on a drive to the mall.

The hologram, which is an exact replica of her face, reflects her cosmetic choices for trial. She chooses and buys exactly what she wants without mistake and without having to return an ill-chosen product.

What do you think, love? I’ve already applied for a patent of the idea—it wasn’t yet conceived/taken. Once cleared, we’ll be sitting on a handsome revenue-generator for years and years to come.

This is the age of ideas, after all. And I have another that will presage this cloudy, overcast, unusually cool, Southern California evening before us, this first official day of the summer season: How about I split the patent profits down the middle with you . . . on one condition?

That I may nestle in-between those thick, sweet-scented thighs of yours into the night . . . and simply refuse to come up for air?

Unless I just have to . . .

. . . on Pamper-Her-Friday.

Please come, love.

-Rg2

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Pamper the woman . . . for beginning a summer’s romance. -Rg2

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