Trip to Sam's Club...
I suppose my thing for redheads falls somewhere between fetish and obsession. My wife is well aware of this, and frequently will point them out to me, though usually I spot them first. It's almost like a game of tag. While wandering through the aisles I saw one. When I thought she had turned the other way and was around the corner, I said to my wife "redhead" in a less than discrete manner. She wasn't around the corner. She was right behind me. Oops.

We got to the checkout, and I suddenly realized that we had picked out a cart full of...
I suppose my thing for redheads falls somewhere between fetish and obsession. My wife is well aware of this, and frequently will point them out to me, though usually I spot them first. It's almost like a game of tag. While wandering through the aisles I saw one. When I thought she had turned the other way and was around the corner, I said to my wife "redhead" in a less than discrete manner. She wasn't around the corner. She was right behind me. Oops.
We got to the checkout, and I suddenly realized that we had picked out a cart full of...




