November 11, 2008
The ballerina and I lay entangled in the tall grass. Her orgasm still pulsating off her skin and penetrating mine. Listening to our racing hearts beat in, what felt like unison, we breathed the fresh Hawaiian breeze that rushed over our sun soaked bodies and relaxed. My wondering, ever fantasizing mind had been silenced in the zen of actualization. I had just made love to a woman for the first time and it was just how I imagined it to be. Incredible. [...]
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September 14, 2008
“Hey, girl, sit at the bar and I’ll be right over,” she says as she carries a tray of drinks to a booth in the back. You watch her hips switch back and forth as she walks away and am once again overwhelmed by her casual beauty.
At the bar, you pull up a stool and wonder if you overdressed. Maybe you should have worn jeans; it seems a little silly to be hanging with a girl in her workplace in a tight black dress and platform heels. [...]
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