My F1RST “boyfriend” was called Dave.

The Eagles was his fave band. What he failed to tell me was that he was engaged to a beautiful woman called Marisa. I found out when he introduced me to her!

Second “boyfriend”…ditto.

At least – a wonderful friend – Jim and I were just mates who shared the same sense of humour and ….Oh. No…He preferred the girl with a rich Dad too. So I joined the Army (!)

HEYHO. Boi :o)

~ Gals ~ there will always be some one richer, prettier, more intelligent, funnier, sexier, with a bigger BUST than you!