Anyone wanna have a Spring Break? (m)
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| Mon, 04-28-2003 - 10:54pm |
While taking my spring break in Acapulco (Dayton Beach is so becoming old hat!) I’m using an alias. Going by the name Amsosex E. Gurl. Before leaving home in Charleston, SC (wouldn’t you know I’d be a southern belle?) I had 6 custom made bikinis made to show off my 38-23-34 figure, which incidentally I tanned artificially to a nice bronze color. Goes wonderful with my long, wavy, honey blonde hair (no extensions for this chick!). Now, I’m heading for the beach pulling a wagon loaded with a comfy beach chair, a tote loaded with books (light reading of course), a large pitcher of iced tea and a CD player to play my favorite Chris Issak discs on. All right, I confess. Despite my gorgeous hair, full-blown figure and 6 outstanding bikinis…..I just can’t get away from my basic interest of reading, drinking iced tea and listening to music. In my next imaginary trip I’ll try to nestle up to a couple of good looking guys with awesome pecs.
Who wants to be the next to step up and play Spring Break?
Firm embrace!
Kay.

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streaks of beautiful pinks and corals that reflect on the azure blue water below. As the sun dips lower in the sky we build a fire to roast hot dogs and corn on the cob. The beer and wine coolers are chilled. Who would ever think that bashful me, Bunny Hottotrot, would ever gather enough nerve to wear the thong bikini I bought on sale at Fredricks? But I did. It looked terrific on my 34-25-36 perfectly tanned body. Those actually were my pre-kids measurements many moons ago:) Reading is a passion but hey, this is Spring Break, no books here! So many hunks...so little time! Emilio, the Italian exchange student is all mine. Tall, dark and oh so handsome we dance slowly and loose ourselves in the hypnotic strains of Elvis singing that song..."Oh, My Love, my darling I hunger for your touch"...forget what its called but who cares?! I'm in heaven:) Mayhem breaks out as a conga tune issues from the radio now and everyone, who by now is Happy with the libations, forms into a conga line. We dance across the beach serpentine fashion laughing and carrying on in youthful abandon. The air is getting cooler so I need a sweater, come here Emilio:) We curl up on our beach blanket and embrace and...you finish it. Isn't imagination wonderful? :)
Swiss style rock 'n roll. I think I want to hear that! Party on!!
Standing on the Isle of Capri with my long wavy dark hair blowing in the breeze off the shore. Gentle winds caress my porcelian skin. The tall, well built love of my life is sketching me against the backdrop of our getaway castle. As my gossamer skirts flow around me, I see that tell tale light appear. The one in his eyes, that says soon we will be entranced in the throes of passion. I teasingly run for the shore to feel the cool waters titilate my skin. He to enters the chilling waters, his salt and pepper hair wet and plastered to his gleaming tan forehead. As he gently scoops me up and cradles me to his masculine chest, his dark and stormy eyes send messages of whats to be. Softly set upon the shore once more, I place my hand in his. The path to our getaway shortened by our urgency, we enter in.
Ok, spring break, I have seven days...fill in the rest yourselves. lol
Rain
I am BODACIOUSBIGUNS! ROFLOL!
hahahahhaa...
HUGS!
late June to FL! :)
I thought that was the name of the song but wasn't positive.
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