 
Balletlover - Balletmania
written by Dep on 23.03. at 03:38:09 >>>So may I be forgiven for this morning, when I got on the bus and found, in the front seats (the ones which face the aisle) a girl with spectacular gams clad in stormcloud-gray opaques and velvet high-heeled sandals, and made sure I brushed against her left leg (knee to toe, and she didn't move away!) as I took my seat (making sure I had a great view, natch?)>>>All through the ride, she flexed and wiggled her toes in her shoes (which were charmingly large for her feet) as I stared (she was playing a Game Boy, and didn't even know I was there!) Whole thing depressed me, in the final tally. Truth is, I just want to rub against Dea's legs (properly wrapped, of course...)-Depon >>>P.S. Further frustration! Later that afternoon, a girl I was talking to in a record store (I warned yez, don't get me started on pop music!) gave me her phone number without me even asking for it (yep, it's a first for me!) Felt really good, until I realized I had to toss it. Just hope I can stop wondering why... Answers to this message:
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