Dan began with small moves of his hips, his eyes were locked on Ginger’s fiery emerald eyes, and green sparks issued from them as she responded with little movements of her own; his hands were on her hips gripping her hard to signal his passion
. The guys were eager to take their special ladies out onto the dance floor to show them off so they immediately dragged the girls out of their seats. Her head was spinning with new sensations she felt light headed and had to tell herself to breath slower and deeper to keep her sanity
. . But where? What did she want to know? Where was this headed? What if I gave the wrong answer? Is this the end?
I pushed back against the panic as I felt my chest tightening, but failed to compose a coherent answer
Dan began with small moves of his hips, his eyes were locked on Ginger’s fiery emerald eyes, and green sparks issued from them as she responded with little movements of her own; his hands were on her hips gripping her hard to signal his passion
. The guys were eager to take their special ladies out onto the dance floor to show them off so they immediately dragged the girls out of their seats. Her head was spinning with new sensations she felt light headed and had to tell herself to breath slower and deeper to keep her sanity
. . But where? What did she want to know? Where was this headed? What if I gave the wrong answer? Is this the end?
I pushed back against the panic as I felt my chest tightening, but failed to compose a coherent answer
Dan began with small moves of his hips, his eyes were locked on Ginger’s fiery emerald eyes, and green sparks issued from them as she responded with little movements of her own; his hands were on her hips gripping her hard to signal his passion
. The guys were eager to take their special ladies out onto the dance floor to show them off so they immediately dragged the girls out of their seats. Her head was spinning with new sensations she felt light headed and had to tell herself to breath slower and deeper to keep her sanity
. . But where? What did she want to know? Where was this headed? What if I gave the wrong answer? Is this the end?
I pushed back against the panic as I felt my chest tightening, but failed to compose a coherent answer
I Hate Myself For Loving You