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*This dinner party is formal like all the ladies I am wearing my gown my invite was for me and plus one. but its just me here. all the gentlemen are in tuxedos. the man seated to my right is deliciously, attractive. I nightdream of him unfastening my gown and drowning me in his wickedness. The heady fragrance of his cologne, adds to the dream. I wonder over the hum of voices in the room. is he the one I have searched for for so long the one I know is out there in the big somewhere. Our glasses clink in toast. he bites sensuously into a fresh summer strawberry. its heavenly juices leaving thier sweetest fragrane onto his tongue. He smiles at me his eyes glancing at my cleavage. I feel like a spider tempting him into my web. The bait has been swallowed. I smile back at him. I wonder if he will taste of strawberries later when I loosen my hair from its tight french roll. *
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 1:12 PM UTC
Seduction
*This dinner party is formal like all the ladies I am wearing my gown my invite was for me and plus one. but its just me here. all the gentlemen are in tuxedos. the man seated to my right is deliciously, attractive. I nightdream of him unfastening my gown and drowning me in his wickedness. The heady fragrance of his cologne, adds to the dream. I wonder over the hum of voices in the room. is he the one I have searched for for so long the one I know is out there in the big somewhere. Our glasses clink in toast. he bites sensuously into a fresh summer strawberry. its heavenly juices leaving thier sweetest fragrane onto his tongue. He smiles at me his eyes glancing at my cleavage. I feel like a spider tempting him into my web. The bait has been swallowed. I smile back at him. I wonder if he will taste of strawberries later when I loosen my hair from its tight french roll. *
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 1:12 PM UTC
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