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Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Valentine's Day 2006
Aaaah.... Valentine's Day 2006...
There she was... my love... clad in a crimson gown, conforming to her luscious curves, her slim and sleek body. I presented to her a bouquet of 45 white roses (not for the dead kind, mind you!) and taking her hand clad in black velvet, we moved onto the court where we began to dance...
It was a flawless partnership, we moved in perfect unison, in perfect cohesion. Nevertheless, being amateurs, we still made some mistakes, however, we took it in stride and continued from there.
She was great. She pushed me around. We just kept going until I was panting hard, too exhausted to continue anymore. Eventually, all good things came to an end and I was too tired to stand up. My thighs, my groin was aching... Throughout the activity, she was silent, never uttering a single word or complain about the mistakes.
Finally, it was time to part... Embracing her, we held the embrace until time bids us to part.. With her hand in mine, I saw her home...
The way she came into the place
I knew right then and there
There was something different
About this girl
The way she moved
Her hair, her face, her lines
Divinity in motion
As she stalked the room
I could feel the aura
Of her presence
Every head turned
Feeling passion and lust
~Michael Jackson, Dangerous
Aaaah.... Valentine's Day 2006...
There she was... my love... clad in a crimson gown, conforming to her luscious curves, her slim and sleek body. I presented to her a bouquet of 45 white roses (not for the dead kind, mind you!) and taking her hand clad in black velvet, we moved onto the court where we began to dance...
It was a flawless partnership, we moved in perfect unison, in perfect cohesion. Nevertheless, being amateurs, we still made some mistakes, however, we took it in stride and continued from there.
She was great. She pushed me around. We just kept going until I was panting hard, too exhausted to continue anymore. Eventually, all good things came to an end and I was too tired to stand up. My thighs, my groin was aching... Throughout the activity, she was silent, never uttering a single word or complain about the mistakes.
Finally, it was time to part... Embracing her, we held the embrace until time bids us to part.. With her hand in mine, I saw her home...
~The End~