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It's feel so fucking good to say<p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">I don't care, and it's feel so fucking good to say... Well that's definitely some words which totally blows my freaking mind in last few weeks. Yeah, i do think this is a story that should be written, no matter what. I guess somebody can learn a few smart tips from it. Ok, i feel some kind of duty to warn you before you start reading this post. Warning: If you reading this as my mother, sister, or maybe girlfriend you should know one thing... It's not necessary to be a true! All right, here's what's happen, or it's still happening, im not sure. There was a girl, just one girl with beautiful eyes, and perfect natural hair, she had a nice purple long dress, i was planning to talk to her, and ask her to date... Oh God, i have to stop this... Ok, i have no idea what was her eyes color, im actually not sure are they were exactly the same color. It's not about eyes of course, or about hair which of course i can't remember too... About a dress, that really was a true and she was wearing a purple dress, but hell that was a short dress. It's smallest one i have ever seen. As last about her, i didn't want to judge but she was look like a crazy horny slut from neighborhood. That's the way i was looking at her in the moment, but then when i come closer to her, we satarted our little conversation... </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Hey girl"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, i was said</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"How can i help you?!"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">. She said me back </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Whoa, whoa girl, thats not the way we will meet ich other"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, was my words</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"We will?"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">. She asked me, while was btw making some kind of suprised face</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Well i guess we have to do at least that, you know i like to call out the chick's name while having sex with her"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, maybe a little bit to much...</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Ou yeah, quess what, i like it too, but when i look at you i think i will scream many others names but not yours Romeo!"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">. And she give me a punch</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Yizzz, i was thought you w'l be easy"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, was i really said that? Ou yes i was...</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Easy for what you natural disaster?"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, that was her question, and my brand new nickname i guess </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Easy to talk to"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, so obviously dumb i was, but who cares untill it work's...</strong></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">Oh c'mon guys, i was young, always horny like a rabbit, you know 24/7, and yeah i was addicted to sex. No doubt about that. All right, now easy pull your pants up all of you and let me finish the first part of story. As you probably saw, she was a little angry about my "proposal" lets call it that. But i was decided to make something with her, i was able to do almost everything to make love with her... Don't ask me why, you readed the way i was looking at her, she was totally adorable to me. I could not stop the animal inside me... I was decided to ask her out, yeap a date... </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Hey listen, if i hate something thats definitely when girls thoughts wrong on my very inocent thoughts, so i have a sugestion"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, as i was said, i will try, and i'm was on it.</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"O what, now i'm stupid? What is fcking wrong with you?"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, she asked very loud,</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Whatever is wrong with me, you can help me if you say yes"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, i said that with smile on my face and she simply said to me cold as an ice,</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Why would i want to help you?"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00"> i was waiting for that,</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em><span style="background-color: #ffff00">"Well, first of all you will basicly help yourself becouse i wont stop this lady, i have plenty of time", </span><span style="background-color: #ffcc00"><strong>ouu there is a smile, she give a smile, so i asked</strong></span><span style="background-color: #ffff00"> "</span><span style="background-color: #ffff00"> So, you and me, friday night, couple of drinks, little walk trough the town??? What do you think?"</span></em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00"> please say yes, please say yes...</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Ouu what the hell, anyway i will be at home, pretending that im tired of doing nothing..."</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00"> litle strange what was she said, but hey she said yes... </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"So, see you then bb, i will pick you up at eight o clock"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, but she was yelling while im was leaving,</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Better pick me up at five o clock you freak, and then bring me a bottle of scotch so i can get drunk and sleepwalk with you!"</em><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">, well in the moment i have realized that she want to go for drinks about midnight... </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><em style="background-color: #ffff00">"Yeah, you gived me some nice ideas to think about... So i will pick you up before midnight, bb"</em></span></p><p> </p><p><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana, geneva"><strong style="background-color: #ffcc00">Now im waiting, waiting for friday. Ou by the way, in my opinion we will be picked up together at midnight, get some drinks at the closest bar, and about two o clock am, she will probably been very, very dirty girl... But, i was trying to be nice, you know... That's all i have to say untill friday, or maybe better sutarday :) untill then bb </strong></span></p><p><img src="http://bob1990.blog.rs/gallery/22009/flert-muvanje-razgovor-muskarac-zena-foto-profimedia-1422872967-613204.jpg" border="0" /> </p>
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, 02 2015 14:27:55 +0100