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Magnifique, Part 1
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Submitted by Horsieboi on Wednesday - April 16, 2008
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I've been talking to her on and off since the night we met and the other day we met for drinks on Friday afternoon in the bar of an Italian restaurant downtown. Our chemistry together has always been sooooo good since day one, where she randomly walked up to me and whispered "I'd love to take you home with me and make out with you for the rest of the night."
Cut back to Friday we were touching and flirting like mad, and I was enjoying her scent, her magnificently off-beat and sexy demeanor, and she talked about how much she likes my body, broad shoulders, and strong personality. Shes a stunning blonde, tall and sexy with medium-length blonde hair that falls softly around her face, and the movement of her hips when she walks flows in a natural, unaffected but absolutely playful switch, and so good it's nearly unbearable. Needless to say, I reciprocated my admiration for her body as well mmmm.
She also likes to flirt and have playful conversations with other guys right in front of me, which I absolutely love. She talks openly, attracts them, toys with them makes them feel good about being noticed (even the not-so-cute ones) and then continues with me without a hint of rudeness to them quite a talent for making people feel good. Its a most excellent trait of hers.
Anyway, we were talking and teasing and making our usual interesting banter about random stuff waiting for the bar next door (my favorite hangout in downtown) to open. We had a couple drinks each at the Italian place to kill some time, and eventually headed next door. As I paid our first bill, she went ahead of me, and when I walked in the other bar, I didn't see her anywhere.
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