Sounds like a party to me 
Notice it picked out all ladies - these memes are getting smart!
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Sich seems to be getting all the action in these things.
She keeps being picked “at random.”
RIGGED!!!!
Comment by kemidra — July 20, 2004 @ 4:47 pm
WOOT! I’m so loved
Comment by sichernde_seele — July 20, 2004 @ 6:09 pm
Licking the pole…ewwwwwwwwww!
Yarha, But is It Any Better Than Smoking the Pole?
Comment by yarha — July 21, 2004 @ 2:19 am
Maybe she knows the person who wrote it and paid out some favors of her own
Comment by jaxia — July 21, 2004 @ 2:48 am
Are you feelin it?
/nothing naughty meant, AT ALL!
Comment by jaxia — July 21, 2004 @ 2:49 am
Awww, man! I didn’t even see that when I pictured licking the pole. Ewww.
Thanks, Yarha ;P
Comment by jaxia — July 21, 2004 @ 2:50 am
Sure, whatever.
Comment by maskedfencer — July 21, 2004 @ 4:25 am
Nolo problemo, ‘n stuff.
Yarha, Tracking the Propagation of Quizes
Comment by yarha — July 21, 2004 @ 8:22 am
Do I get to pick the outfit and the music?
I will paint a picture for you later
Comment by darkeyesdreamin — July 21, 2004 @ 10:22 am
I’ll give you full reign in my closet and I bet I have a good idea of the music YOU’D like to see me dancin to :p
Comment by jaxia — July 21, 2004 @ 11:14 am
In a room full of flies and ladies wanting to do nothing more than to put a smile on a young man’s face (or woman’s) and receiving nothing more than paper with amounts reflecting what satisfaction is priced these days for it, I sit with an extremely dry martini and full-bodied cigar. The dress code for the evening was the usual: black slacks and black and white pinstriped shirt (with French cuffs, of course).
The room was no different than any other of its type - covered with black velvet, plush black furniture and lights - lights in all the right places. The center stage had its same old headliners on parade, but that is not what caught my eye that night. Through the fields of olives and clouds of smoke, there she was.
I first caught the small of her back as she was bent over flirting with the Joe of that table. Starting with the small mole on the left and following the closest line up this beautifully carved back. My eyes followed hair lying so perfectly across her shoulders and as she turned around, up to a smile that made you realize you were in heaven. Yes, I knew…
She wore black leather pumps with a thin strap leading up the calf, tied at the knee and one other time in between, the blouse was white see through offering flirtatious view of her small, perky, light nipples. All this topped off with a small strip of leather lying over her hips allowing every opportunity for the imagination to zero in on nothing else but her. Her eyes, her lips, her legs and her hands…stunning. Eyes so deep, lips so soft and hands so small - Beautiful.
The control she had on a room as every soul including those who were enjoying their own pleasures stopped for a moment to acknowledge her as she walked towards me.
I smiled as she walked up to me, she grabbed my shirt by collar and pulled me into her and said “oh you think you are worthy of being next.” “Well a girl can dream can’t she?” With that, a smile like no other I have witnessed came across her face. With precision and grace in an instant she placed her black pump on the chair in between my legs and with a snap to the DJ the music began. A quick spin lead her to my lap and a whisper and breath from her lips made me quiver and beg for more…..
What song you ask, what did she say next if any thing, what was going thru her mind…. let’s have her tell you.
Comment by darkeyesdreamin — July 21, 2004 @ 3:09 pm
*starts to type, and then deletes it*
*has another thought, but decides against it*
/speechless
Comment by jaxia — July 22, 2004 @ 4:23 am
/speechless
That is how I feel everytime I catch that look you give me that makes me so so thankful that you are in my life, Angel.
your welcome
Comment by darkeyesdreamin — July 22, 2004 @ 7:15 am