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Peccy
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Sun 03/09/08 10:22 PM
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your partners house, they put on a little Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On" and asks you to dance. How would you respond?
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hmmmmm need a partner first
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your partners house, they put on a little Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On" and asks you to dance. How would you respond? |
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me too anyone care to dance?
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Take advantage of the situation
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I would go to his cd player and exchange it for Salt N Peppa's 'Push It' then I would rock his world!
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me too anyone care to dance? |
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I would go to his cd player and exchange it for Salt N Peppa's 'Push It' then I would rock his world! |
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Well My partner either is a big Marvin Gaye fan or she is trying to suggest something. Most likely by this point in the relationship I'd know if she was a big Marvin Gaye fan so I could maybe rule that out without asking like a big idiot.
I don't want to immediately assume that things will get foxy in here... |
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your partners house, they put on a little Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On" and asks you to dance. How would you respond? |
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I would go to his cd player and exchange it for Salt N Peppa's 'Push It' then I would rock his world! |
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Well it would depend on my relationship with the person. I danced many times with my last boyfriend, but we were never intimate. |
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man, this is hard, really hard, soooo frickin hard
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My hands encircle her torso and I pull her close to my body. Our hips synchonize sweeping to the left and right undulating in time to the music's rhythm. I stare awed in the beauty of the moment as one hand slowly travels downward along her hot, smooth, bare back. Her eyes lock with mine. Slowly we moisten our lips in anticipation. The scene fades to black as our eyes close and our lips touch.
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White people shouldn't dance....it's just WRONG..!!
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man, this is hard, really hard, soooo frickin hard pun intended? |
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My hands encircle her torso and I pull her close to my body. Our hips synchonize sweeping to the left and right undulating in time to the music's rhythm. I stare awed in the beauty of the moment as one hand slowly travels downward along her hot, smooth, bare back. Her eyes lock with mine. Slowly we moisten our lips in anticipation. The scene fades to black as our eyes close and our lips touch. |
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promptly leave, stop by wal greens on the way home and buy some ky for use with the inflatable sheep. Jesus man, you are stretching it on this one, unless you meant partner as in fellow cowboy
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promptly leave, stop by wal greens on the way home and buy some ky for use with the inflatable sheep. Jesus man, you are stretching it on this one, unless you meant partner as in fellow cowboy |
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