Crackers were one step up, and Cookies were gods.īut the ultimate in masculine desirability rated a Powdered Donut. Milk Man meant he was attractive in an unusual way and could bring a glass of milk to bed anytime. "No, ma'am, he's a Cracker for sure."Ĭassandra smiled at their rating system, which hinged on what they wouldn't toss a man out of bed for. "He's a Milk Man," she decided after a thorough scan of his "attributes" that comprised his looks, his carriage, and his lumberjack attire. Swaying to the music's beat as she sipped her Long Island Iced Tea, Cassandra studied him for a minute. Three o'clock."Ĭassandra Peters laughed at Michelle Avery's lust-filled tone as she turned in the crowded bar to see an average-looking, dark-haired man facing the stage where their favorite local band, Twisted Hearts, played.
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