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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
Has he met himself? Now THAT would be a bend in the book. Himself in a skirt... but this night, jeans so contrived, it seems she is charming, as he thinks to himself... "those one liners, they should be said by... ME" (thinking of you, good night xxx) the dog rests on her chest its enough to make a man raise an eyebrow blatant sexual innuendos, "I'm easy, I like things that are easy" His poker face, suppressed grin reply, not even looking her in the eye He is playing coy, we say he's just dumbfounded, that way swip flip swift swap drift spin spun the tables lift left to her... he thinks back... to... walking the dog they spoke of, blatantly referred to... falling in love she held the leash in one hand, her large purse in the other they walk and the dog crosses over. Now she could, easily swap hands, leash from the right leash to the left hand side by side, walks, glares/gazes the man she does a pirouette now the dog is back... on the right side not just once, twice his eyes scope her, up and down now thrice he tries not to notice this obvious seductive sway but a man could fall in love with such and round about Czech me out... don't say it (too late) display... |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Great ending... I like the way the tables turned here. Nicely done. Michael |
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