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Michelle. She's my pride and joy. I love that girl like I love my dog, man, and somewhat more. Isn't she a treat? You just look at that curveatous body of hers...she's something. But I have a little more in mind for myself. She's one of those I want to look at, but don't want to touch. The female body is gorgeous, but not gorgeous enough. there's always got to be something else to tide me over, you know? Something better. I've yet to have good sex with a woman. And I tried all of 23 times. Yes, 23 exactly and I counted everyone of them. You can't go wrong with 23 times.
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Most of all the guys watched as his hulking figure walked through the store, and as he stood in the aisle I couldn't help staring either. He seemed to be having a problem looking for some paint and he kept walking back and forth, trying to find what he needed. He noticed I was nearby and started to ask me a question. "Hey, fella." He stood up and his chest stuck out as he straightened. I could see billows of chest fur underneath the shirt. "Do you know anything about paint?"
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Stuck between two points of the compass with no idea of where to go next. I was in a no man's land kind of mood getting over a broken heart, a loss of job, took the golden shower of the golden handshake, packed all my belongings. Threw them in my car, my only a companion a pewter framed picture of Charlie. Charlie with the lying eyes. He'd fallen off his bike, right in front of me.
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He was breathing heavily and slouched on the handle bars and stared through the window at the driver. He was about eighteen, but looked younger. His hair short, with blond bangs, a T-shirt with Ren and Stimpy, short cutoffs, high-tops and slim hips, strong legs. The driver looked back at the cyclist, who was catching his breath.
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I got pictures, she's back East visiting her folks. You wanna come, check her out, pictures I got, while your doing your dry?"
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"Make yourself at home." I did and relaxed and looked around the room and found a print of Bosch's Earthly delights next to the Morrisey poster.He had plenty of mirrors, so I knew he was vain. He came up behind me and put his hands around my waist and kissed me on the neck.His hands undid my shirt and cupped my nipples, teasing and stroking, as I continued grinding my ass on his hardon. He undid the belt, and slipped his hand down my belly, into my pants and found an aroused prick, ready for sex.
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I'm just biding my time. I pluck the buttercup. Put its stalk between my teeth, nippingly. Let it roll like a pinwheel. My eyes intently staring at the golden youth only several hundred feet away, but near enough for my clear vision. He sings. Too far to catch the melody, or hear the words, but his arms reach out like a tenor-soprano. His gestures wide and big. He starts to move like a dancer. Takes a leap, his legs fixed together, he twirls in mid-air and lands gently on the verdant flowing grass. The tree that partially conceals me in my hideaway, shivers and trembles in a shimmering breeze.
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But the boat was zipping along so fast and I was so high up from the water that this was impossible. It didn't matter: I knew that I was a fucking gorgeous stud. With my blond hair, blue eyes, and well build, I was an All-American twenty-year-old college student who attracted my share of attention from guys and gals alike. But none of those guys and gals were around now.
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One day, as his meeting had got cancelled he called for the butler asking him to get two cans of Heineken Beer. He came in thinking that there would be some other guest with his new "friend", but it was not the case. He had asked for two beers for himself and the butler. When he offered him a seat and the beer, at first he resisted that he would not drink, while on duty, but later on, after a lot of pestering by his "friend", he agreed and they had beer together.
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We talked over the course of about three months by Internet and by phone. Then one day in February, he came to Omaha to meet me. He had a nice chevy pickup. He was even cuter in person. I fell in love with him the first day we met. I was living with my dad at the time he came up. for the first day or so we were booth nervous as hell. He followed me around like a lost puppy. Then that was the best night of my life. I thought I might have a life long partner. We talked about our feeling that night. To my surprise he felt the same way. That was the first night we slept in the same bed. (sorry no sex things happened) but we did kiss good night.
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