Growing up, I’ve never wondered where I got my flirty, sexual nature. I always knew it was something I got from my father. My parents split up when I was about 8 so I spent most of my time with a single parent. My dad happened to be quite the flirty guy. I’m sure he had to have been a kinky one too! I remember dad always carrying a single screw in his pocket and whenever he’d have a cute waitress or something like that he’d take out the screw and ask “hey wanna screw?” Haha
My father has always been my hero, my idol, my first true love. He taught me what it meant to love someone unconditionally. He taught me what true love was. He really was a big sweetheart who would help anyone out who needed it. He was just an awesome dad too, always the one taking me and my friends wherever we wanted to go. He was that dad that all my friends loved as their own.
Today and tomorrow I will be spending time with family and friends to celebrate the 78 years of an amazing man. I miss him with my every fiber and everyday from now on will be forever changed without him a part of it. Farewell to my amazing father who showed me what it means to be me!
Thank you so much to those who have emailed to send their condolences. I appreciate each and every one of our readers.
We do have a long couple days ahead of us but that doesn’t mean I don’t have this crazy horny hanging around nagging me! 🙂 we can’t wait to get back to sharing our playtime and feelings with you.
I must have missed that post. Sorry to hear that you had a loss, especially a father. Take care and so sorry.
Having lost my father when I was only 13, I can relate to your feelings. Please accept my sincere condolences and know that in time, you do learn to live with the loss.
Thank you so much for your thoughts
My condolences as well. It can be a difficult thing, even when you know it’s coming and think you are prepared. For it to happen suddenly, I think must be even worse. My father was too ‘thrifty’ (cheap) to buy good whiskey so every Xmas Mrs. Twisted and I would get him an expensive bottle of good stuff, which he would nurse throughout the year. Now we keep a bottle on hand, and on his birthday and his deathday we have a drink and remember…(there’s more to the story but it wouldn’t be appropriate at this point).
Remember the good times…
Thanks Twisted, what a great thing to share. My dad was a huge baseball fan so I’m going to celebrate him every year by going to a game in his honor. 🙂 This year I was going to take him to the Tigers game in July but now I hope to go to that game and take him in spirit.