Heather

hi there beautiful, passing by to bless you with your daily love, here is the poem of the day!! its call "he touches me" read it as if you were in her shoes.. He Touches Me With his quiet voice, his caring manner, he touches me. Reflecting on our days, our nights, he touches me. Igniting my desires, my passions, he touches me. Surrounding me with his strength, his dominance, he touches me. Making me feel his heat, his love, he touches me. Not with his hands, but his words. here is the jk of the day... A couple was invited to a swanky masked Hallowe'en Party. She got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone. He being a devoted husband, protested, but she argued and said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed, and there was no need of his good time being spoiled by not going. So he took his costume and away he went. The wife, after sleeping soundly for one hour, awakened without pain and as it was still early, she decided to go the party. In as much as her husband did not know what her costume was, she thought she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted when she was not with him. She joined the party and soon spotted her husband cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice chick he could, and copping a little feel here and a little kiss there. His wife sidled up to him and being a rather seductive babe herself, he left his partner high and dry and devoted his time to the new stuff that had just arrived She let him go as far as he wished; naturally, since he was her husband. Finally, he whispered a little proposition in her ear and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars and had a little bang. Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation he would make for his behaviour. She was sitting up reading when he came in and asked what kind of a time he had. He said, "Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you're not there." Then she asked, "Did you dance much?" He replied, "I'll tell you, I never even danced one dance. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the den and played poker all evening. But you're not going to believe what happened to the guy I loaned my costume to..." hope you enjoy the poem and jk, i know its a little long but it was worth it..much love and see you tommorrow ~Lito~

thanxXx God itz Friday, so pop that Bottle and light up that candle & get Crunk in my name as i will do the same as well, enjoy your friday beautiful.

SwaGgin Lotz of love in your page ,itz thirsty thursday so i will toast a shot of henny in your name, muuuuuUuCho Crainio & lotz Of $exXxy Love Your Boii ~lito BreGante~

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