swing for life

This is a story about my Dad dating women. He is divorced from my Mom and I am living with him. These women that he picks are something else. Whenever he invites one over, the house is smelling of this nice aroma like fresh apple pie. Let me tell you when I say fresh apple pie, I mean fresh apple pie.

He had one woman come in and the only word I can describe her is sexy. You heard that song TOO SEXY FOR MY BODY, well, that song fits this one woman. She walked in one night and was really dressed up and asked my dad about that aroma in the house. She kind of snuffed up her nose, and said, well honey, what is it.

My dad said to her you look so stunning and sexy tonight, that I thought I would take you to a movie. Stunning was the right word, but not sexy. The only reason I said stunning was because of what she had on. High heels about 6 inches tall, a short skirt, about 10 inches too short for her, and a black blouse, that you could see through and wearing a red bra. YUCK!

Good thing my Dad had the aroma of fresh baked apple pie in the house, because other wise all you would be able to smell is that awful smelling perfume. It smelled like a pole cat that had died. Now you put that picture all together and you tell me if she is one sexy and stunning woman. OH PLEASE!

I was listening in on the conversation with my Dad and this lady. They were talking about what movie they were going to see, and where they were going to eat afterwards. Pizza sounded good to me, and I could smell the aroma of pizza over fresh baked apple pie. Oh I forgot, I am not included in this conversation. I am not included to go out for pizza. I guess I will have another TV dinner asI usually do about 4 nights a week.

You really don't want me to go on talking about my Dad and him dating women, now do you. At least the next one was not so bad.