I’ve got to go to the bathroom. These things happen. I’m sorry to leave you this way. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Remember me.” And then I put a couple of real kisses on her sensuous mouth. She laughs, but she loves it.
Husband, the next time you leave your woman, lay a heartthumping and teeth-rattling kiss on her fabulous lips. Pull back and say, “There’s more where that came from, baby!” She’ll be shocked. She’ll be thrilled. She’ll get the distinct impression that you love her and want her body.
The truth is, you don’t need this course on kissing. It’s more of a reminder than a how-to manual. You know how to kiss, don’t you? You used to do it all the time. Remember those days? You didn’t need anyone to teach you how to kiss in a passionate way. You did it naturally because you were in love. And, you practiced a lot.
Dust off your kissing skills and get back in the game! You have your instructions for romance, straight from two lovers who know all the ins and outs of romance. Follow Solomon and Shulamith’s example and you will experience exhilarating romance that never ends.
11
“I’m Married to a Secret Agent!”
Communication presents a critical problem in most marriages. Why? Because The Talking Woman marries The Secret Agent Man.
The Talking Woman always has something to say. She expresses her thoughts. She expresses her feelings. She expresses her thoughts about her feelings. She expresses her feelings about her thoughts. She expresses her feelings about thoughts she hasn’t even had yet.
Every event of her day has special meaning, is remembered, and is shared with more than one person. This morning she was flossing her teeth, and the floss shredded. As she looked at the two pieces of floss, she had a burst of happiness because they reminded her of the time she was water skiing at age thirteen and her ski rope broke. Even though that was a bummer, that day at the lake with her dad and Aunt Betty was great.
At four in the afternoon that day, she and Aunt Betty had a real heart-to-heart about boys. Aunt Betty was wearing a bright green strapless swimsuit and there were little bits of corn stuck in her teeth from the corn on the cob she was eating. Keep in mind, this was twenty-five years ago! But for The Talking Woman, it’s as if it were yesterday.
All this from two pieces of shredded dental floss. Amazing, isn’t it? And she’s going to find her husband and tell this story, including every excruciating detail because that’s what she does.
As she tells her husband this story about her dad and Aunt Betty, it’s going to remind her of twenty other things. What will she do? The Talking Woman is going to have to talk about those things too, because she has no unexpressed thoughts.
The Talking Woman marries The Talking Man, doesn’t she? No, she doesn’t. She marries The Secret Agent Man. The Secret Agent Man never has anything to say. At least, not anything personal. He has thoughts and feelings, but no one knows what they are because . . . he’s The Secret Agent Man. Every event of his day, no matter how big, means nothing, is forgotten, and is not shared with anyone. Everything personal that happens in his life is a secret.
This morning, in the motel in which he was staying, he was flossing his teeth, and the floss shredded. His left hand shot into the mirror, shattering the glass and cutting his hand badly. As he recoiled from the mirror impact, his right foot slipped into the toilet and got lodged in it and wouldn’t come out.
Luckily, his cell phone was within reach, and he was able to call for help. The paramedics came and bandaged his hand. They also got his foot out of the toilet. It turned out that one of the paramedics was his best friend back in high school. Is he going to tell his wife what happened? Are you kidding? He’s forgotten the whole incident by lunchtime.
His wife asks him that evening, “What happened to your hand?” He says, “Oh,
Husband, the next time you leave your woman, lay a heartthumping and teeth-rattling kiss on her fabulous lips. Pull back and say, “There’s more where that came from, baby!” She’ll be shocked. She’ll be thrilled. She’ll get the distinct impression that you love her and want her body.
The truth is, you don’t need this course on kissing. It’s more of a reminder than a how-to manual. You know how to kiss, don’t you? You used to do it all the time. Remember those days? You didn’t need anyone to teach you how to kiss in a passionate way. You did it naturally because you were in love. And, you practiced a lot.
Dust off your kissing skills and get back in the game! You have your instructions for romance, straight from two lovers who know all the ins and outs of romance. Follow Solomon and Shulamith’s example and you will experience exhilarating romance that never ends.
11
“I’m Married to a Secret Agent!”
Communication presents a critical problem in most marriages. Why? Because The Talking Woman marries The Secret Agent Man.
The Talking Woman always has something to say. She expresses her thoughts. She expresses her feelings. She expresses her thoughts about her feelings. She expresses her feelings about her thoughts. She expresses her feelings about thoughts she hasn’t even had yet.
Every event of her day has special meaning, is remembered, and is shared with more than one person. This morning she was flossing her teeth, and the floss shredded. As she looked at the two pieces of floss, she had a burst of happiness because they reminded her of the time she was water skiing at age thirteen and her ski rope broke. Even though that was a bummer, that day at the lake with her dad and Aunt Betty was great.
At four in the afternoon that day, she and Aunt Betty had a real heart-to-heart about boys. Aunt Betty was wearing a bright green strapless swimsuit and there were little bits of corn stuck in her teeth from the corn on the cob she was eating. Keep in mind, this was twenty-five years ago! But for The Talking Woman, it’s as if it were yesterday.
All this from two pieces of shredded dental floss. Amazing, isn’t it? And she’s going to find her husband and tell this story, including every excruciating detail because that’s what she does.
As she tells her husband this story about her dad and Aunt Betty, it’s going to remind her of twenty other things. What will she do? The Talking Woman is going to have to talk about those things too, because she has no unexpressed thoughts.
The Talking Woman marries The Talking Man, doesn’t she? No, she doesn’t. She marries The Secret Agent Man. The Secret Agent Man never has anything to say. At least, not anything personal. He has thoughts and feelings, but no one knows what they are because . . . he’s The Secret Agent Man. Every event of his day, no matter how big, means nothing, is forgotten, and is not shared with anyone. Everything personal that happens in his life is a secret.
This morning, in the motel in which he was staying, he was flossing his teeth, and the floss shredded. His left hand shot into the mirror, shattering the glass and cutting his hand badly. As he recoiled from the mirror impact, his right foot slipped into the toilet and got lodged in it and wouldn’t come out.
Luckily, his cell phone was within reach, and he was able to call for help. The paramedics came and bandaged his hand. They also got his foot out of the toilet. It turned out that one of the paramedics was his best friend back in high school. Is he going to tell his wife what happened? Are you kidding? He’s forgotten the whole incident by lunchtime.
His wife asks him that evening, “What happened to your hand?” He says, “Oh,
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