OH MY!!!!!
My friends bachelor party was alright, we drunk at another friends house and played Texas-Stlye poker...or whatever it's called. Then walked to a local bar a drank some more. Someone bought me a Guinness, I don't like beer, and I blacked out...next thing I was puking in the bathroom toilet, then went back out to have another screwdriver (my second choice drink) and then we danced...somehow I started dancing with some skinny, small-breated woman and then we started dancing real freaky-deaky and I was LOVING IT!!!! Her name was Christi and she lives a few towns away, but I don't know her last name...for some reason I kept calling her Heaven and she seemed to like me, especially when we were grinding eachother on the dance floor!
I'm sorry Edea, but I might have found a woman more perfect than you...I know it's difficult to fathom. I've always said that the perfect breast is the one within reach and she was....but I did not touch her there. I did hold her in my arms a lot and had my hands holding her stomach. It felt right. It felt...like Heaven
Sadly, I doubt I will ever see her again. Should I dwell on the past and continue to pine over her and try to find her or take it like a man and say it was not meant to be?
How can I take it when I feel a tremendous loss now that I'm not holding her in my arms, feeling her warmth, smelling her perfume.
Actually it turns out her name was really Caitlin...not sure of the spelling
My friends bachelor party was alright, we drunk at another friends house and played Texas-Stlye poker...or whatever it's called. Then walked to a local bar a drank some more. Someone bought me a Guinness, I don't like beer, and I blacked out...next thing I was puking in the bathroom toilet, then went back out to have another screwdriver (my second choice drink) and then we danced...somehow I started dancing with some skinny, small-breated woman and then we started dancing real freaky-deaky and I was LOVING IT!!!! Her name was Christi and she lives a few towns away, but I don't know her last name...for some reason I kept calling her Heaven and she seemed to like me, especially when we were grinding eachother on the dance floor!
I'm sorry Edea, but I might have found a woman more perfect than you...I know it's difficult to fathom. I've always said that the perfect breast is the one within reach and she was....but I did not touch her there. I did hold her in my arms a lot and had my hands holding her stomach. It felt right.
It felt...like Heaven
Sadly, I doubt I will ever see her again. Should I dwell on the past and continue to pine over her and try to find her or take it like a man and say it was not meant to be?
How can I take it when I feel a tremendous loss now that I'm not holding her in my arms, feeling her warmth, smelling her perfume.
Actually it turns out her name was really Caitlin...not sure of the spelling
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monkeybutt:
i think you should crouch in the bushes outside her house and just...watch.
shayne:
Just wanted to say thank you for your kind words... i blush way too easily. what a cute pic in your profile!