Amy was playing on her piano in her living room. Playing the piano is her hobby. The piece she was playing Beethoven's Fur Elise. As she played, her boyfriend Kevin quietly walked into the living room with a bouquet of roses in his hand that were lavender (love at first sight), orange (heart's desire), and red (romance and love). He softy placed the rose bouquet on her lap. Then, he sat behind her on the piano as he watched and listened. He imagined touching and kissing her, playing with her body like a delicate instrument, and hearing her moans, groans, and sighs that were music to his ears. He wanted to tickle her ivories like the ones Amy tickled on the piano and make her moans go from pianissimo (very softly) to crescendo (very loudly). He gently felt the tight curls on her long dark auburn hair. Once she finished playing, he softly kissed and then applauded her. She then looked at him and smiled. "Kevin, I didn't hear or see you come in." She said. "You
Hey love, you say you need someone to be there for ya, to love ya all night long, ha it's kinda of funny but I don't think you have to look no further because im right here and im ready to do all the things your man won't do I was sitting on the bus on my way from work. I had a very bad day that happened after work. My boyfriend Vinton and I had lunch and ended in a bitter break up. I was a little upset, even cried. As I sat on the bus, a tall, dark, handsome hunk of a man with black hair and dark green eyes sat in a seat behind me. He then moved to sit next to me. "What's wrong?" He asked with concern. "I've just had a very bad break-up with that jerk, loser-of-a-boyfriend of mine. There's just so much about Vinton that just makes me upset and so sick." I said, almost sniffling. He got out a napkin and dabbed the tears that were about to run down my face. "I'm so sorry that happened to you. You can tell me. " Tell me what kind
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