On Dec 21, 1:47*am, "LWG" wrote:
Yeah, I was jealous as hell. *When we would sit in his office, we could
always tell when there was a great story coming up. *He had a picture of his
lovely wife on the credenza behind his desk. *He would place it face down
before starting with the story, so she wasn't "looking" at him.

The best semi-printable story was when he was invited to the Playboy
mansion. *He wound up in the grotto, looked up and saw these big silver
half-spheres at the top. *It got to be about 1 am and the grotto cleared
out. *The only other person there was a pretty young thing. *He "dove right
in" on the walkway beside the pool, underneath those large silver cicles.
After they were done, he went up to the bar, which was full. *He noticed
that all the women and some of the men were nodding at him approvingly. *He
couldn't figure it out, since he was essentially crashing this party. *That
is-- until he made it to the actual bar counter to get a drink. *Behind the
bar, but low, were large plastic half spheres looking down into the grotto..
The light made it look like they were mirrors -- but only from the grotto.
From the bar, however, the view was crystal clear.

Now I want to kill him!




Bertie