Sometimes, good red wine hits you just so. And you’re relaxing on a leather couch, with well-balanced stemware in your hand, in a subtly lit room, laughing at inside humour with good people. And you feel like your body is turning into silk… smooth and slippery and soft and sexy…

And then it occurs to you that you’re hanging out with two-ex-bosses and one ex-flame, and The Meaning of Life is on the DVD player, and it’s time to take your decidedly non-PG-rated thoughts home with you. Heh. 🙂

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