No that’s ok. I doubt I could get it up. Let’s just sleep it off.” We slept late, still woke with headaches, tried each others hangover cures and basically sat quietly until the evening when we felt better. That’s when Jeannie announced, hotwifeporn.vip Where I come from this is a warmup.” We played the jukebox, the old fashioned kind, sang songs, drank more beer and enjoyed the comaradarie of friends. Jeannie was encouraged to tell stories, mainly so they could hear her accent. By the end of the day no one seemed to care that ol’ John was cohabitating with a woman barely able to legally drink. We stumbled home happily a few hours later.