There is a black hole where all the pepperoni goes... br It can be found on a Sunday afternoon br Me tucking my buttocks under and my belly in, br adjusting my dough and package; while she br shifts her censored saucy desires br with great anticipation in the seat of a red swivel chair... br I make sure to fence the dogs and a bottle of wine br before the pizza delivery man shows br with the important goods br so that we can both lay back br and eat a slice of each other's favorite pie...