SPACE CLUB?!?!”
She was the most beautiful girl, err woman, that I had ever met. Her eyes were like silky smooth chocolate, her skin a sugary caramel, and those hands – wow – those hands! Gazing at her, I could tell we were meant to be. We will grow old together, have lots of grandchildren and live a long happy life in space…what?... space?!
“SPACE, DUDE, MATT, MATTHEW, what ever your name is, could you please stop staring. It’s a little creepy.”
“What, oh sorry I was just thinking of something else.”
“Yeah, I do that a lot. I know how exciting this all is for you and I’ll try to help you through it, but you have to stay with me here – not space out. Haha, “space out” that’s awesome.”
“Absolutely, I’m all yours. I mean I’m ready to get started. What should I do?”
“Well I’ve given this a lot of thought and the first thing we need is cake. “
“May I ask, why cake? What does cake have to do with space club?”
“Cake = equals members. Right now we are the only two members and we still need at least four more. If I were given free
