The story continues. Start here if you missed Part I.
While my dear, predictable gossip of a best friend Katie was busy spilling the beans about my alleged deflowering to anyone who cared to listen, I just so happened to reconnect with an acquaintance from the boys’ school up the road. These days I have many nicknames for him, but for the time being we’ll just call him The Spaniard. He was good-looking, available, and most importantly, interested.
Several weeks ago I sent out a plea for cute dog photos to cheer me up, and also suggestions for topics you’d like to see me write about.
You responded with pictures and video of some of the most adorable floppy-eared canines ever…and your dirty minds.
So it looks like today’s topic is…