Within seconds she heard and felt a clatter between her legs. He walked from her and she heard a drawer slide open. Pulling them tightly, she winced slightly at the sudden but welcome pain. Making them both harder than she thought possible. He ran His hands back up her body and stopped to twist each nipple between His thumb and forefinger. She moaned softly as he stroked her there for a moment. She felt His finger as He ran it down her throat, between her breasts all the way to her wet pussy. He then moved to the other end of the table and bound her wrists to the other legs. She felt Him as He approached her and soon she felt Him as He bent at the foot of the table and she felt the rope secure her ankles to the legs. She laid across the cold hard top with her head off one end and her legs off the other. He pointed to a small but sturdy table in the center of the room. Create a brand new world for yourself, one that meets your deepest needs, and you w The status quo is blind to our creative power. This force, the creative power underlying the entire universe, is urging you to create brand new standards of reality. At the same time, you have an even greater force within you inspiring you to wake up and recognize the reality of who you are. You are immersed in consensual reality, whereby the world around you reflects societal understanding of how life has been and is to be. You have archetypal energies setting the standards for how you behave as a man or a woman, as husband or wife, as father or mother. You have DNA that has been handed down from generation to generation, coding repeated behaviour patterns into your being. Sing your own song Sing your own song!"Since you are like no other being ever created since the beginning of time, you are incomparable." - Brenda Ueland Great forces are directing you to conform to the patterns of your society. but eh.u get the point.(i'm not even going to make the corrections as my teacher instinct advises me too)VERSE 1wish i could see thrusee deep into uand know what ur thinking nowand if i'm what not the greatest stuff here on the world wide web. that reach my heartthese are the best lyrics i could find for this song. that its not just about beats or other musical attributes.but about the lyrics themselves. is the one of choice.My bff doesn't like it.but i've told him. there are a few more that i'm feeling right now (lenny kravitz's I'll be waiting and alicia keys' like you'll never see me again) are some examples.
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i would have fell inlove with this song earlier.if i would have seen the movie American Gangster (yes.i still haven't seen it.and everybody and their momma has a copy out here)this particular song is speaking to what i feel. i came across it the other day on a cd that my love interest gave to me. This is the new song playing in my myspace profile. Leave Fubar out of your perverted intentions. Plenty of forums for you perverts to pull your pork to. Am I the only one in this motherfuckin' site actually on here to make friends? Thanks to half of you no game havin' motherfuckers, you got these ladies so shook and scared what's going to end up in their shoutboxes that it makes it difficult for a genuine person such as myself to befriend any of them. I have made a small, detailed list on how I FEEL that people men and women alike, should conduct themselves on this site.ġ.) For the fellas. However, I look around the madness and chaos we all have know to love as Fubar, and tasteless ignorance is so thick that we could cut it with a knife. These people know who they are and know they matter to me. I have met some very decent people on here that I know will be life long friends of mine. Of course not! He was too busy fighting alien scourge to hear! So I ask louder "Sweetheart, What would you liįirst of all I would like to say first and foremost that I love this site.
I asked him what he wanted for dinner, being the happy little house girlfriend I was. He was in the chair, and I was in the floor watching him play Halo. But what did I care, I was in love! A month passed and he and I were sitting in the living room. My mom hated it, and swore she hated me for doing it. we moved in together in to his father's house.
Two months went by and I graduated highschool. His friends and my friends hung out and through virtue of compromising a few of my own values and being my cute lil ol' self, this Adonis of a boy tells me he wants me to be his.
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He was charming, witty, funny, cute, he had dark brown hair and caramel eyes, soft kissable lips and skin I could have touched for hours. So when I was in the middle of my senior year of highschool, I met a guy.
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