U2Girl1978
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greeneyedgirl
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hi chizip, you see the game today? awesome pitching.
daygloeyes2
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Hello all! 
greeneyedgirl
ONE love, blood, life
chizip, i haven't decided which game to go to yet.
last year, waited till august and sept.
last year, waited till august and sept.
Sad_Girl
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Hello
greeneyedgirl
ONE love, blood, life
hi dg, hi sad girl
MBS
Rock n' Roll Doggie
Here goes nothin I suppose....
It's dark, you can't see. You can't see the room, or the light, or him. But you can sense him. You know he's there. Near you, watching you. He has a presence, it's overwhelming, he floods your senses.
"Hush luv...no peeking...." His voice is low , his whisper rough, from too much ale and too much desire. His accent thickens, perhaps it's the ale. You can smell it, a faint aroma around him..not too strong..just a taste. He's standing right behind you, you can feel his heat. His breath against the back of your neck, warm, moist...wet! His tongue, his mouth, work a trail from your neck to your ear. His hands find their way to your hips, a strong, gentle grip. His fingers softly play against your skin. He's pulling you closer, right up against him. The lack of sight on enhances everything you feel. You are aware of every movement, every touch....his need. You can hear his breathing...smile, because it's harsh, far from the calm air he's trying to exude...and you know he's trying to control himself....
You turn, breaking his grip. You can almost picture his sly smile in your mind. Running your hands up his chest....firm, a bit of give, especially around the tummy....it' just right..you push him back, he doesn't resist. Blindly you seek his neck with your mouth...taste him..leave a mark. It's not enough you want more, finding his mouth you nibble his lower lip. Pulling back, leaving him unsatisfied. He groans as his hands wander, and his mouth attacks yours. Hard and hot. The sounds he makes...quiet and loud, moans and whimpers...as he begs you to touch him, taste him. His hands show yours where to go...your postitions reversed, he presses against you. He leads, and you follow........
...........in the last moment he tears off the blindfold, and all you see are his eyes, intense blue yes..watching you.....waiting for you..and you can't hold back.
............
....*sigh*
Meh. Enjoy...
It's dark, you can't see. You can't see the room, or the light, or him. But you can sense him. You know he's there. Near you, watching you. He has a presence, it's overwhelming, he floods your senses.
"Hush luv...no peeking...." His voice is low , his whisper rough, from too much ale and too much desire. His accent thickens, perhaps it's the ale. You can smell it, a faint aroma around him..not too strong..just a taste. He's standing right behind you, you can feel his heat. His breath against the back of your neck, warm, moist...wet! His tongue, his mouth, work a trail from your neck to your ear. His hands find their way to your hips, a strong, gentle grip. His fingers softly play against your skin. He's pulling you closer, right up against him. The lack of sight on enhances everything you feel. You are aware of every movement, every touch....his need. You can hear his breathing...smile, because it's harsh, far from the calm air he's trying to exude...and you know he's trying to control himself....
You turn, breaking his grip. You can almost picture his sly smile in your mind. Running your hands up his chest....firm, a bit of give, especially around the tummy....it' just right..you push him back, he doesn't resist. Blindly you seek his neck with your mouth...taste him..leave a mark. It's not enough you want more, finding his mouth you nibble his lower lip. Pulling back, leaving him unsatisfied. He groans as his hands wander, and his mouth attacks yours. Hard and hot. The sounds he makes...quiet and loud, moans and whimpers...as he begs you to touch him, taste him. His hands show yours where to go...your postitions reversed, he presses against you. He leads, and you follow........
...........in the last moment he tears off the blindfold, and all you see are his eyes, intense blue yes..watching you.....waiting for you..and you can't hold back.
............
....*sigh*Meh. Enjoy...
Snooky pie
New Yorker
hi SG& DG
daygloeyes2
Blue Crack Addict
MBS
Rock n' Roll Doggie
Eeeps! Theres a boy in the room! 
*ponders deleteing cap*
*sigh*
I'm never gonna hear the end of it now..
*ponders deleteing cap*
*sigh*
I'm never gonna hear the end of it now..
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Sad_Girl
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MBS said:Eeeps! Theres a boy in the room!
*ponders deleteing cap*
I think there should be a disclaimer that if a male should dare wander in he understands he will be exposed to the deep dark secret of the female of the species
Sad_Girl
Blue Crack Supplier
Nice caption by the way 
Snooky pie
New Yorker
ok that really kicked my blindfold fettish in to mega hyper drive
greeneyedgirl
ONE love, blood, life
oh bri, whadda ya think he came here for
MBS
Rock n' Roll Doggie
Chizip said:
You're gonna be mean to me now. *pout*
greeneyedgirl
ONE love, blood, life
goodnight susan
chizip, maybe aug for arizona, or sept for cubs. i like the tues games.
chizip, maybe aug for arizona, or sept for cubs. i like the tues games.
MBS
Rock n' Roll Doggie
susanp6 said:Gosh Bri!!!!!!!!! At the beginning of that, i was like:
Anyway, i'm heading off in a minute! Boo-hoo!! I'm dying to know if M got in!!
Why were ya gigglin?
Awww...glad I made ya happy.
Sweet (or naughty) dreams.
Thx Snooky and SG
greeneyedgirl
ONE love, blood, life
hey ruff, spill it girl.....
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Sad_Girl
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Hey, it's my hero! Hi Ruff!
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