It has been a rainy and stormy Saturday night. The past week has been a rollercoaster. We had a 77 degree day, and a 27 degree night. I took advantage of a couple of mild days to remove storm windows, clean out some flower beds, trimmed the growing grass around the house and garage, put shovels and ice melt away, and got the lawn tractor gassed up, oil checked, air filter cleaned. That old Simplicity is ready to roar. I took a walk around our property and made a to-do list of things that need to be done this spring and summer. Damn, that list is long! Outdoor chores and projects never really get finished. It's just part of a continuing process. No one has been happier for spring to arrive than Bryce. His landscaping job is starting to come to life again. He made no extra money for plowing snow because our area set a record with just 5" total snowfall for the entire winter. Much different than last winter when he made several thousand $ plowing snow.
Thanks Chaz! We don't think of ourselves as heroes, we're just doing our jobs. And we're so fortunate to have them. After work Tuesday, Randy and I went shopping together. It was odd at Walmart because there were few people there. Walmart is usually very busy and you have to park far away. When we went inside we noticed that customers had stripped the shelves of TP, sanitary items, and bottled water. We weren't there for those things, so it didn't really matter to us. It was just an odd experience to walk through a Walmart at around 5 PM and see so few people around. We then went to a supermarket and it also had fewer shoppers than normal. We got most of what we wanted. There were even several packs of TP that hadn't been gobbled up yet!
When Randy and I returned home, he told me he had a surprise for me. While we were eating some rice soup he'd made, he shocked me when he said we were going to have 'corona sex.' WTF? It had been over 3 weeks since we'd done anything sexual, so I was intrigued. I followed him upstairs where we stripped and got into the shower together. We soaped and bathed each other from head to tow. We dried ourselves off and went into his bedroom.
I got onto my back on Randy's bed and began stroking my hard dick. He was beside me, pinching my nipples with one hand, and stroking his own hard cock with the other. He soon straddled me and told me to open wide. My willing mouth obeyed and Randy shot his load on my lips, face, and shoulder. About that time I was spurting my own stuff onto my belly. We then got in the shower again and washed each other down. There you have it. Corona sex.
We are in no way mocking this pandemic. It is horrible what is happening in Italy, Spain, and increasingly here in the USA. More cases are occurring right here in PA. It came very close to us here at the repair shop earlier this week. We received a call about a disabled car on a nearby interstate. Our tow truck driver, Jeff, said that the car had 2 Hispanic occupants with New York plates. The one who could speak English told Jeff they had left NYC about 3 hours earlier.

Jeff called Ash, who said to leave the car sit and get back to the shop. Ash contacted the state police and explained the situation. I don't know what happened after that, but Randy said the Hispanic guy called later and accused Jeff of being racist for leaving them stranded. Bullshit! Being Hispanic had nothing to do with it. Ash didn't want to risk having a car with possibly infected occupants from NYC brought back to the shop. It sucked for them, but could you imagine if they would spread the virus to us working at the shop? That could have been disastrous! It's incredible how this pandemic is forcing people to make hard decisions with little time to think it over! I think our fearless leader, Ash, made the right call.
Ash, Bryce, and I spent a good chunk of Thursday evening in Randy's backyard. Our first fire pit gathering of the year. That was cool. The first time the 4 of us were all together since Ash and Bryce came back from Florida 4 weekends ago. Roasting hotdogs, drinking lemonade, and tossing a football around, we sure had a lot to talk about.
Stay safe . . . and sane! Wash your front paws, your back paws, and your boyfriends front/back paws (or whatever else he wants you to wash!)
