A question
I'm walking side by side with a lovely young lady. I'm making horribly embarrassing comparisons about her grace and beauty that could make a French poet blush.
She swats at me in utter frustration as I refuse to stop and have not even scratched a tenth of my thoughts on the subject. This had been going on all day long, but this time fate plays a twisted hand. I misstep and lean into her slap and get blind sided with a smack across the face that leaves me seeing an explosion of flashbulb like stars across my vision.
I smile and compliment her on her perfect technique. And she rolls her eyes until she notes me stumble into my next step.
She quickly leans in and pecks my redening skin with a soft kiss and calls me a Lamb.
And instantly my vision clears and I'm on cloud nine nearly skipping in glee with an angel on my arm.
In retrospect I now wonder how powerful of an anesthetic such a kiss can be.
She's far to hesitant to knock my teeth out again... no matter how much I protest that its for science! :/
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She swats at me in utter frustration as I refuse to stop and have not even scratched a tenth of my thoughts on the subject. This had been going on all day long, but this time fate plays a twisted hand. I misstep and lean into her slap and get blind sided with a smack across the face that leaves me seeing an explosion of flashbulb like stars across my vision.
I smile and compliment her on her perfect technique. And she rolls her eyes until she notes me stumble into my next step.
She quickly leans in and pecks my redening skin with a soft kiss and calls me a Lamb.
And instantly my vision clears and I'm on cloud nine nearly skipping in glee with an angel on my arm.
In retrospect I now wonder how powerful of an anesthetic such a kiss can be.
She's far to hesitant to knock my teeth out again... no matter how much I protest that its for science! :/
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