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An Old Flame
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An Old Flame |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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He was a bad boy the kind my mama told me “Keep away” But he was tall and handsome wearing jeans that held no secrets He flashed a smile with a look in his eye that made me weak in the knees I tried to sneak glimpses of him without staring But he caught me eyeing his masculine lines I couldn’t help but blush Next thing I know he’s standing there beside me using his smoothest line He asked me to dance I was speechless It was a slow one he read my response in my eyes When he took my hand and pulled me up I melted into his arms He set my senses on fire Every place our bodies touched Burned with desire He put his sweet lips next to my ear His hot breath on my neck as he whispered how good I felt held tight in his arms And would I like to go someplace where we could be alone He brushed his lips against my neck and my Mama’s words flew out of my head He took me by the hand and lead me to the door We barely made it outside before he took my face gently in his hands and kissed me deep and slow A foreshadowing of his plans for my other places he planned to come and go LGR©4/8/11 |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Last line just topped it off. That old come and go on down the road. You did quite well with the sensuality of this one, Lori. ~ If you don't want gays in the military, make the uniforms ugly. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Thanks Jerry it was a bit of a challenge. |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
wow...this is really hot but tastefully done...great job, Lori There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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