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The President and the First Lady , much to our delight, chose to visit our capital city a couple of weeks ago along with a mad bunch of much adored friends. A small incident involving the Presidents disappearing wallet led to the Mad One and I going on a Dempsey and Makepeace type escapade around the somewhat dodgy areas of the city, until The Mad One retreived said wallet from the Summerhill Bus Depot. The President and First Lady expressed their gratitude by sending a Marks and Spencers voucher to both of us, much to my joy. I have a theory in relation to M+S vouchers, in that such unexpected gifts should always be used to refresh ones underwear drawer, so with delight I headed off to freshen up my summer underwear. I contemplated each and every knicker on it's merits, appearance, VPL, colour, the need for invisibility under summer linen and whites. I did , for a brief ( get it!) moment consider the sexiness factor, but quickly discounted this as a viable reason to buy lingerie ...

T.W.I.N.C. has decided he quite likes his new name, but did advise me to google it's meaning...I duly googled TWINK only to find it referred to a slender young man, the term stemming ( no pun intended) from the "golden coloured phallic-shaped snack cake, the "Twinkie", known for being of little nutritional value, sweet to the taste and creme filled, memorable more for it's outer packaging as opposed to it's inner depth....I rest my case :) Last Wednesday night T.W.I.N.C. was in great form ( Wednesdays are always better than Mondays) As I lay snivelling on the floor about to leap up beside the Honey Monster, T.W.I.N.C. yelled "Finger Him". This followed his instruction to Macho Martha and The One Legged Scot earlier in the evening to "give me sex, two pumps and a squirt". Cautiously ( still recovering from the previous weeks " pick a window /bowl of brave incident")T.W.I.N.C. suggested that Macho might smile and look to attract h...