The truth is stranger than fiction  

Rowan_Taltos 48F
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10/23/2005 11:44 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

The truth is stranger than fiction

Very early friday morning, Mr.Big and I made plans to meet for a lunch special. I really enjoy lunching with Big, it's so fufilling.

He met me at the appointed place, showed me around a bit. In the kitchen, I got pulled into a strong hug, with a "How have been?" and into a passionate kiss, that pulled me out of my shoes. even know, I can feel his hands across my back, lips on mine and his tongue in my mouth. One might have guessed that Big missed me. I don't know if he did or not, I will ask him sometime. Those kisses are like hits of drugs, completely overwhelms your senses and makes you feel so weightless, you could just drift away.

I finally settled back into my shoes and we went upstairs to the master bedroom. It was slightly chilly, it was too much longer before all the clothes were off in a pile on the floor.

**sorry, reality calls for my attention**

Later that day, I was asked how my day was by my ex. I told him "Really well, I went to look at house and wound up having amazing multiorgasmic sex with the realtor."

This well tell you all how the ex wasnt the sharpest crayon in the box. This was his answer;
"Very Funny, seriously what did you do today?"

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