do you ever wonder what my lips taste like? come on baby close your beautiful eyes feel the tip of my tongue barely lick the edge of your lips. my hot breath mingles with yours crackling our electricity. heads start to spin as you reach in and your tongue meets ...mine.
Hi Sara,
I was thinking about that comment of yours regarding funerals, it reminds my of a Jewish lady who half way through her late husbands funeral procession discovered that he was only dressed in his second best suit, so she sent him home to get dressed in his best.
Bet not people will get that one.
Big smile.
Oirdheirc Mor
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on November 8, 2003
ooooo.. a 'hotty', Sara.. short, but imagination doesn't need too many words and you chose exactly the right ones here! (grin).. em.. just tell Ted you'll bring a chair! hehe.. katy xox.
This is a sentimental and epic story about a young man, injured in the Viewnam War, who returns to Dallas, Texas, in 1964, and begins rebuilding his life. Set against the rock and roll era of the early 1960’s, when casual sex and recreational drugs w
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Beautiful write.
Cute photo
I was thinking about that comment of yours regarding funerals, it reminds my of a Jewish lady who half way through her late husbands funeral procession discovered that he was only dressed in his second best suit, so she sent him home to get dressed in his best.
Bet not people will get that one.
Big smile.
Oirdheirc Mor
Njrrrrr!! PurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrIng!!
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Allen
excellent write
William
~Nikki~