Wellhung: Hello, Sweetie. What do you look like?

Sweetie: I am wearing a red silk blouse and a miniskirt and high heels.
My measurements are 36-24-36. I work out every day.

I'm toned and perfect. What do you look like?

Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 250 pounds. I wear glasses and
I have on a pair of blue sweatpants I just bought.

I am also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it
from dinner - it smells a little funny.

Sweetie: I want you. Would you like to make love?

Wellhung: Well, OK.

Sweetie: We're in my bedroom.
There's soft music playing on the stereo
and lighted candles on my dresser and night table.
I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling.
My hand works its way down to your body and begins to fondle.

Wellhung: I'm gulping. I'm begin to sweat.

Sweetie: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest.

Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse. My hands are trembling.

Sweetie: I'm moaning softly.

Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly.

Sweetie: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure. The cool silk slides of
my warm skin. I keep on rubbing faster, pulling and rubbing.

Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and
I accidentally rip a hole in your blouse. ...I'm sorry.

Sweetie: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive.

Wellhung: I'll pay for it.

Sweetie: Don't worry about it. I'm wearing a lacy black bra.
My soft breasts are rising and falling, rising and falling,
as I breathe harder and harder.

Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.
Oops!! I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors?

Sweetie: I take your hand and kiss it softly.
I'm reaching back and undoing the clasp, the bra slides off my body.

Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp.

Sweetie: I'm arching my back. Oh baby!!

Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Wow!! Neat breasts!

Sweetie: I'm running my fingers through your hair.
......now I'm nibbling your ear.

Wellhung: Oh!! I suddenly sneeze and cover your breasts with spit.

Sweetie: What????

Wellhung: I'm truly sorry. Really!!!

Sweetie: I'm wiping your spit off my breasts with the remains of my blouse.

Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you and drop it down with a plop!!

Sweetie: OK. I'm pulling your sweatpants down and rubbing your hard tool.

Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are so cold!! Yeeee!!

Sweetie: I'm pulling up my miniskirt and taking off my panties.

Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over,
nibbling on your ... umm ..... wait a minute.

Sweetie: What's the matter?

Wellhung: I'm choking.... with your ... umm ...pubic hair caught in my throat.

Sweetie: Are you OK?

Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red.

Sweetie: Can I help?

Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly.
I'm fumbling thro' the cabinets, looking for a cup.
Where do you keep all your cups?

Sweetie: In the cabinet to the right of the sink.

Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. ...There, that's better.

Sweetie: Come back to me, lover.

Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now.

Sweetie: I'm on the bed, aching for you.

Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet.
And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. ...
Wait,... it's dark. I'm lost. ...Where's the bedroom????

Sweetie: Last door on the left at the end of the hall.

Wellhung: I found it.

Sweetie: I'm tugging off your pants....moaning. ..I want you so badly...

Wellhung: Me too.

Sweetie: Your pants are off.... kissing you passionately -
our naked bodies pressing against each other.

Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face.
It hurts.

Sweetie: Why don't you take off you glasses?

Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without glasses. ..
I place my glasses on the night table.

Sweetie: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby!

Wellhung: I have to pee, I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and
towards the bathroom.

Sweetie: Hurry back, lover.

Wellhung: I found the bathroom but it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet.
I lift up the lid.

Sweetie: I'm waiting eagerly for your return.

Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle,
but I can't find it. ...Uh-oh!!!

Sweetie: What's the matter now?

Wellhung: Oops!! I realized now that I had peed into your laundry hamper.
Sorry again ... I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way.

Sweetie: Mmm, yes. Come on.

Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my ... you know ... thing ...
in your ... you know ... woman's thing.

Sweetie: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it!

Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth behind...it feels so nice.
I kiss your neck. Umm, ...I'm having a little trouble here.

Sweetie: I'm moving my body back and forth, moaning.
I can't stand it another second longer!!

Wellhung: Oh!! I'm flaccid (means lacking in strength or firmness)

Sweetie: What?

Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection.

Sweetie: I'm standing up and turning around, an incredulous look on my face.

Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy.
I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong.

Sweetie: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear.
Now I'm putting on my wet, nasty blouse.

Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table.
I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over your hair spray cans,
picture frames and lighted candles.

Sweetie: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes.

Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. ...Oh My God!!!
One of your lighted candles fell onto the curtain....and is now on FIRE!!!
I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face.

Sweetie: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser!

Wellhung: Now the carpet is on FiRE! Oh Nooooo o o o!!!! Help!!!!

Classic.  Surely that didn't go on all that time without the girl knowing she was being played.