Ladies and Gents. This is my second annual birthday celebration since being pried away from the “warden’s” clutches.
This year’s guest was, not surprisingly, the famous Red Jenna. When Cutters chariot arrived to collect RJ, she was looking fabulous in a newly acquired dress, tailored to show off her ample figure, and, because I requested she dress conservatively, she was even wearing underwear.
The celebration started with dinner at King St.Trio, although the trip into town was punctuated by a trip to the “Government Dairy” to pick up supplies for later in the evening. Dinner was scrumptious, mussels to start, then surf and turf for her, prime rib for me. We then toddled of to Centre in the Square for the 7:30 showing of the stage show Mamma Mia, as RJ hadn’t ever had the pleasure of seeing a live stage show, not of the G classification, anyways. Apparently one of the female lead cast members took RJ’s fancy, as each time she made an appearance RJ would grab my arm and whisper “God, I want a piece of that”.
After the show we made our way back to Hotel Cutterbuck for a few drinks and a little after dinner/show fun. The trip to Hotel CB was forced due to an accident by Chevy, forcing the sleeping accommodations at “the place in the middle of nowhere” to be temporarily out of commission. After showering, RJ proceeded to perform one of her famous hummers, while humming “Happy Birthday to you”. On to the main event, where a record number of photographs were dislodged from the headboard, 9 in all, I hope the neighbours were wearing ear plugs. Amazingly enough, RJ’s pics stayed in position, as if looking over us. After fun, RJ presented me with my birthday cake, and we managed to enjoy the cake, although not in the traditional manner, pictures to follow.
It’s always a pleasure to be in the company of such a vivacious, horny, humorously gifted woman such as RJ. God willing, and my body holding out, maybe next year I can enjoy another birthday celebration, although this one will be hard, if not impossible, to match.
Thanks Jenna, you are indeed a treasure, and a credit to the community.
This year’s guest was, not surprisingly, the famous Red Jenna. When Cutters chariot arrived to collect RJ, she was looking fabulous in a newly acquired dress, tailored to show off her ample figure, and, because I requested she dress conservatively, she was even wearing underwear.
The celebration started with dinner at King St.Trio, although the trip into town was punctuated by a trip to the “Government Dairy” to pick up supplies for later in the evening. Dinner was scrumptious, mussels to start, then surf and turf for her, prime rib for me. We then toddled of to Centre in the Square for the 7:30 showing of the stage show Mamma Mia, as RJ hadn’t ever had the pleasure of seeing a live stage show, not of the G classification, anyways. Apparently one of the female lead cast members took RJ’s fancy, as each time she made an appearance RJ would grab my arm and whisper “God, I want a piece of that”.
After the show we made our way back to Hotel Cutterbuck for a few drinks and a little after dinner/show fun. The trip to Hotel CB was forced due to an accident by Chevy, forcing the sleeping accommodations at “the place in the middle of nowhere” to be temporarily out of commission. After showering, RJ proceeded to perform one of her famous hummers, while humming “Happy Birthday to you”. On to the main event, where a record number of photographs were dislodged from the headboard, 9 in all, I hope the neighbours were wearing ear plugs. Amazingly enough, RJ’s pics stayed in position, as if looking over us. After fun, RJ presented me with my birthday cake, and we managed to enjoy the cake, although not in the traditional manner, pictures to follow.
It’s always a pleasure to be in the company of such a vivacious, horny, humorously gifted woman such as RJ. God willing, and my body holding out, maybe next year I can enjoy another birthday celebration, although this one will be hard, if not impossible, to match.
Thanks Jenna, you are indeed a treasure, and a credit to the community.
