




(Swipe right for my mom) Took my mom to the shooting range to find her a man to use for sex. NO DICE. She did talk to one man but no deal closed. Mr Poindexter offered to provide translator services for her next time
“Hey. Mr. Man. See that busty older woman over there? She’s my mother-in-law. She’s been a widow a long time. She needs you to provide sex to her. Can you assist with that?”
“Why yes, yes I can.” “Hello ma’am, you wish is my command”
The end. According to Mr Poindexter, that is ALL that is required. He gets so frustrated with females’ bullshit blah blah waste of time blabber dance around it. Just say what you want!!! It’s how men work!!!