Well this weekend I had the surprise of my life. Was meant to be staying in the country Knutsford to be exact but was abducted to Paris for a long weekend arriving back in London to enjoy the glorious sunshine that seems to of sprung on us.
I always wanted to have a bottle of champagne at the worlds longest Champagne bar since Eurostar opened their new passenger terminal at Kings X. So the plan was leave work early on Friday meet some old Eurostar friends for a few drinks and wait for T.
I thought I’d be smug and get a bouquet of flowers and order a bottle of Pink Bubbles just before T arrives.
Catching up with the old gang had me in stitches, Hiedi’s pregnant and married which was a huge shock but it was nice to see her so glowing and bubbly. The guys were the usual jokes Miss Lee her usual voluptuous happy self. Well as usual the shots came out and by 5:30pm was feeling quite chirpy, lets just say I had a huge grin on my face when I saw T walk in and no word of a lie even I had to double take nearly snapping my neck, and when she sashayed her way over all those feelings came flooding back when I first met her. T has the unique ability to render me senseless, almost beaten and whipped with a strange smile on my face, like a little kid again happy innocent knowing that the bubble I’m in will never be tainted by a lie or an undesirable action. For trust is a big thing in a relationship without this there is no relationship and as a woman of maturity and wisdom T knows this.
So With a quick embrace and some gob smacked mouths she settles in and immediately starts talking with the girls about her dress and shoes and what she does. I’m getting all kinds of bemused looks from the guys and Moses drags me off to the bar for a chat, I make the excuse of asking T what she would like to drink followed by the others. Once at the bar Moses smiles and ascertains ‘that’s what the flowers are for, I’ve never seen you buy flowers before I thought it must have been something special’ he proceeds to grill me intensely, ‘wasn’t you saying to me the other week that you can’t find wife material’ he pauses and looks over at our table ‘how the @uck do you do it! you seem to go out with a prettier girl than the last every time’ I laugh sheepishly and think to myself if only you knew how they were mentally messed up and the only thing that was good was the sex as they were devoid of any emotion but sex without emotion is like a transaction. As we’re talking I look over the bar list and pick out a Dom Pérignon 2000. I ask Moses if he gets a discount at the bar being an employee? unfortunately not! he ask why and I showed him what I’m about to buy, he laughs and blurts ‘you must be in love’ ‘What ever’ I respond ‘come on you know me I love the bubbles’.
Moses proceeds to grill me while I’m getting the round in and just as I’m ordering the bottle T comes over and ask ‘are you getting some bubbly darling’ I think quickly to myself O Shit! T has expensive taste in Bubbles I know she wants pink. She goes ‘don’t worry they have my favorite I’ll get this one as I want to ask you something’ ‘ok Baba’ I mumble as it’s the only thing I can think of as ALARM BELLS! Start ringing in my head, I feel a sharp poke in my side, ‘Let me take these drinks back to the table and I’ll be back’. Moses is laughing all the way back as I drop off the drinks on the table he grabs my hand and says ‘you make me proud S@{#@, I hope you have finally found your happiness’.
I get back to the bar and Sitting by two pink glasses and a Bucket of Champagne T is looking ravishingly gorgeous with a sweet seductive smile on her face, this women has the tightest body I’ve ever gone out with, strange she’s the oldest but by far the physically fittest. I don’t know what those other girls were doing but boy they need to take a note out of this woman’s book. I take a seat next to her and give her a quick kiss and whisper in her ear how strikingly beautiful she looks, and boy does she smell sweet I have to stop myself from literally biting her neck she’s smelling so fine…..Reality check she wants to ask me something by getting champagne I take a seat and begin to sweat under my collar…the room starts to spin and I look over at our table pause and look at T.
‘Is everything ok’
‘yes’ comes the reply
‘Stop stressing you Num Num’ she laughs ‘I just wanted to ask you if your free this weekend’
‘you know I am’
‘No well what I’d like to ask is would you like to come to Paris with me for the weekend until Monday’
choking on my Dom Pérignon Rosé 96 she laughs at me.
‘what about passports hotel clothes’
‘I’ve got my travel bag with me you’ve got time to get your passport if you get a cab in the next half an hour’
I check my Burberry watch and it’s blurry but I can make out it’s just gone 6pm.
I check with T if she wants to stay while I go and she promises to polish off the bottle I tell her to sit with my friends and I’ll be back in a bit, I go over to the table and ask for a big favour from them:
1. baby sit my lady
2. I’m going to Paris but need to get my passport and maybe late can you guys wait around and squeeze me through I plead.
They give me the nod after some interrogation. I bring T over and ask they take great care of ma petite fleur, I give T a kiss and I’m on my way.
Jump in a private cab round the corner from the station and don’t ask the cost just scream out directions and tell him it’s urgent. I’m lifting my wrist to check the time so much I think the cabbie thinks I’m having a fiddle. Got it! Grab my passport and some clothes stuffed in a bag and jump back in the cab. It’s now 6:45pm and I’m sweating the time. I call T and tell her I’m on my way and check my Eurostar friends are still there incase I’m late. She sounded in good spirit which made me think. There’s a certain lady there that could cause a bit of a mishap, but I trust her integrity and she’s not bitter about our encounter. Another glance at my watch 7:05pm. As I’m sitting in the cab I start to think three months ago where my life was going and who was in it and how that did/would of affected my life! For a moment I have one of those surreal moments, you know when everything seems distant and oversized but silent and peaceful, how my life has changed I’m currently moving into a new flat, going on holiday, weekends away, I’ve taken up running which is a massive life change for me along with working out in the gym……..i start to think all this is for T I feel to be my best for her as she is so perfect and I can not believe I’m feeling this after just coming out of a relationship with disastrous consequences. I think to stop the cab and get some air but then realize this is what I’ve always wanted a Feminine lady, beautiful, elegant, classy, has a healthy figure, good job paying well with no baggage or kids, and likes to enjoy life.
Check my watch it’s 7:25pm and I’m puling up to the station. T’s texted me and said she’s checked in and my friends are waiting at the gate for me. I run up to the check in gates and Moses and Claire are sweet talking a manageress while Chris is ushering me through while I’m panting like a deflated balloon and thanking him through each gasp of air. I wave Au revoir and head through to find my coach. Checking my ticket for my coach and seat number I see she’s bought first class tickets and grin. I Find my coach and jump on, I sight T and head towards her and plant two soft passionate kisses on each cheek saying ‘Je suis honoré vous avez fait tout cela pour moi je suis endebted à vous, mon pétale splendide’ She blushes and says to the people opposite ‘he’s such a show off’. I sit down and we’re brought some champagne and wished a bon voyage.
The train moves off and we smile at each other and T hands me a little box gift wrapped. I ask ‘what’s this for?’
‘I saw you looking at this when we went shopping the other day’
For the life of me I couldn’t remember and just thought I must of zoned out staring at something when we were shopping. So excitedly I unwrapped it and once opened the contents had the affect of producing the biggest smile on my face. It was the new 16gb Apple Iphone 3G. I reached over and gently embraced her with my arms thanking her yet again. She takes out her New Iphone and smiles and begins to watch a film and points at mine saying it’s preloaded with films and music……I get a flash thought am I in weird science a cult 80’s film about creating the perfect woman this is just to real to believe. I sit back and choose a new film by the wrestler The Rock…
TO BE CONTINUED…………………………..
Wednesday, 23 July 2008
Sunday, 13 July 2008
Hurting Angels
An angel cries
Every time
A soul gives up
And ends it's time
Here on earth
And in the air
An angel cries
For our despair
An angel hurts
Every time
A lonely soul
Commits a crime
Against their own
Imagined stain
An angel hurts
For all our pain
An angel weeps
Every time
A soul's hope dies
Before it's time
And cannot see
It's beauty within
An angel weeps
For what might have been
© Jacqui Watson 2005
Every time
A soul gives up
And ends it's time
Here on earth
And in the air
An angel cries
For our despair
An angel hurts
Every time
A lonely soul
Commits a crime
Against their own
Imagined stain
An angel hurts
For all our pain
An angel weeps
Every time
A soul's hope dies
Before it's time
And cannot see
It's beauty within
An angel weeps
For what might have been
© Jacqui Watson 2005
The Person You Are
I don't love you
This isn't love
I barely know you
Not really who you are
But I know only the face you show
And that's not love
And this I know
I desire you Skin on skin
Lips to lips
That basic need
That drives us all some of the time
And that's not love
But it's not a crime
I don't pretend there's any chance
I know it's a dream
Just pleasant fantasy
My feelings for you are certainly real
But not really for you
But for how you make me feel
I may obsess
But out of fear
I may not know you
Quite as closely as some
But in the end that goal is far
I only crave the person
I imagine you are
Written By
©Jacqui Watson 2005
This isn't love
I barely know you
Not really who you are
But I know only the face you show
And that's not love
And this I know
I desire you Skin on skin
Lips to lips
That basic need
That drives us all some of the time
And that's not love
But it's not a crime
I don't pretend there's any chance
I know it's a dream
Just pleasant fantasy
My feelings for you are certainly real
But not really for you
But for how you make me feel
I may obsess
But out of fear
I may not know you
Quite as closely as some
But in the end that goal is far
I only crave the person
I imagine you are
Written By
©Jacqui Watson 2005
Saturday, 5 July 2008
realise that my relationship with this absolutely gorgeous mixed race female is about to end
Been working in Germany
25 June 08
Hard day in the office, my boss has asked me to do a presentation for our partners meeting tomorrow! I’m now officially bricking it……..and it’s in the hotel opposite the Ex.’s work place!!! Do I need anymore grief really!
Got a few hours to pull together some stats and estimate future growth for our department… Agh delegation is the key. I’ll get a couple of juniors to pull it together then wing it through; I really can not be bothered. So as you can imagine most of my day was taken up by this. Instead of being out in the lunch time sunshine drink in hand, I’m at my desk burying away at least I was able to pop into the company gym for a quick workout.
As it is my CEO has a disliking for me after I first joined and had a minor disagreement with him not knowing who he was, lucky I’m good at my job, Head Hunted into the firm I had a proven track record as to my abilities, so my director stood up for me when the CEO came down to have a word about me, can you believe it was over something trivia as a button being undone! I tell you some people have nothing better to do while I’m running around helping your company make millions you want to pull me up on a button……….
That’s it I’ve had enough of the office for the day I’m heading to the gym then home. Got home after gym feeling knocked for six Tyé’s got me on this extreme work out regime to get maximum results. I jump in shower, as I come out I noticed two missed calls and a text message on my phone……checked the number and I didn’t recognise it at all…….well my mind ponders… I check the text and it says
‘Hi I’m just back from
Germany been out there
working what you up to
next week? I’ve missed you’
Now I get to thinking who is this mystery texter? It is male or female, did I know anyone going to work in Germany for a while! Have I been that drunk recently????
Enough of this mystery, I proceed to reply…..
‘I’m totally free, that
Sounds good let me know
When you’re free, how
Have you been? .x’
Taking a gamble I don’t know if this person is male or female I’ll add a kiss to feel for a response from them, YIKES!!!! Hope it’s not an old male acquaintance wouldn’t want to send out the wrong signal……..waiting anxiously for a reply I pick up my weights and lift to take my mind off of it.
Message tone!!!
‘Waste of Time, waste of Time,
You’re just a waste of time,
You go your way and I’ll go mine’
Downloaded the new message tone from Snoops’ new Album Ego trippin’
I’m good thx work has
been taking up most of
my time. I can do lunch
on Monday but can you get
over to Knightsbridge I’ve
booked us a hotel was
hoping we could pick
up where we left off. T. x
WOW I can’t believe it! It’s Tracey,
Tracey is an amazing Graceful, Beautiful, elegant and Independent fully matured LADY, of Greek origin with no issues or baggage, T, my nickname for her, has long black hair which she wears straight or curly. She wears it straight most times the way I like it, running my fingers through her hair strangely feels comforting to me! Don’t ask. She’s tall about 5’8” she works out a hell of a lot and has an amazing figure that makes most men drool as she passes them by, no joke this lady is FIRE!! she has such a firm body she works out at least three times a week (not having any children at our age you can do things for yourself more) she has exemplary standards in life and lives in the country but stays in London during her working week. I had the fortunate opportunity to met T at the beginning of the year when things were falling apart in my relationship, my partner had gone out for the evening and came back past midnight drunk as a skunk totally incoherent, as she collapsed on the bed I started undressing her to get her in bed.
As I was turning her round to take her dress off I noticed some white stains on the back of the dress there was no possible way for her to reach this area and speaking from experience I knew……….
Now I’m sure all you highly sexed people and even not so highly would know what body fluid looks like on stained clothes especially black you can not mistake it!!!
I did question her but just got a cold defensive wall and thought there is no point in thinking I’m going to marry this kind of person with all their sub standard morals, issues and problems.
So the next week to relieve the tension I felt about another failed relationship with a distressed soul that I tried to help, I thought I’d go out with my work colleagues as it was one of the younger guys birthday and have a good time as I was feeling rock bottom in my situation of falling for someone who is so self destructive and had ruined every relationship she’s been in by sleeping around with people she didn’t even like. I went out just to have a good time, but you know when a lady sees a guy having a good time it attracts her to him. We’re getting quite loud and order another bottle of Laurent Perrier Rosé, with a round of tequila chasers’ with salt and lime, Tim, Matt, Françoise, Tyé and I were really getting into it, laughing and joking getting merrier and merrier. Then Tyé and I noticed we were being watched big time by two extremely pretty Ladies, I felt complimented that such a beautiful lady dressed the way she was, was smiling at me in an intently manor……..
I ignored it at first but then smiled back as she was so gorgeous, elegant and very lady like attributes at all times. Pleasantries began back and forth, a smile here a look there, it seemed strange at first as we seemed to like each other but we weren’t making an outright pass at each other. This went on for a while as our interests was with having fun with our friends. Françoise and I were talking about our partners and the way they make us act by the things they do, Frankie for short is a gay Parisian, works out a lot and keeps in shape, a really nice guy who is always in a happy go lucky frame of mind. We both agree at the moment we are going to leave our partners if they do not buck up their ideas.
Francoise is shocked that I am so freely speaking and how confident I seem, in the office I keep my head down and work until it’s time to go. I come across quiet and innocent which is a ploy on my behalf, as I like to let people think they have the upper hand but I’ve always been brought up to hold back and sit in the background seeing everything and letting others make the first mistake, then prove them wrong.
I just thought about what I’ve said to Frankie and realise that my relationship with this absolutely gorgeous mixed race female is about to end as I don’t like the way she is so closed off from people. I knew from the start when she could hardly ever be bothered to visit complaining it was too far, (far being 6 stops in 20 minutes on the tube). For the fact that she’d go out of her way in previous encounters for gratification. These actions showed her level of respect she had for the relationship, I didn’t say anything as I wanted to make a go of things and hope in showing her that I wanted to be around her I would sacrifice my life and live in her world.
I’m fast to act on instinct and after this realisation I look at Tyé and he knows exactly what I’m thinking, I grab my flute of Pink Champagne and walk over to the two lady’s that have been exchanging smiles and glances with us. I walk right up to the long dark haired lady and tell her how struck I am on her elegance and beauty that I had to introduce myself. Greeted with a seductive smile and an invitation to seat with her and her friend I decline and offer to buy her a drink and explain that I am with my friends and do not want to be rude, but you’re more than welcome to join us. She’s a bit unsure how to take this, the reason I do this is to see how females or their friends react. If they are just squeezing a drink it will be easy to tell what they are like by their or their friend’s actions. I admit it does leave you open to be abused but that’s life and women, you have to spend money to weed out the bad from the good. Tyé trusted as ever is entertaining her friend, mutual introductions proceed Tracey, Tyé, and unbelievably Sharon. I burst out with laughter receiving looks of confusion…..
’Sharon and Tracey’
I say with a chuckle.
‘You having us on’
What’s the chances of that a real life Sharon and Tracey. They begin to prove me wrong Tracey pulls out her driving license and true enough in Bold type Tracey --------- .
Apologises in mind I order a bottle of Laurent Perrier Rosé, and offer our invitation to them, Tyé is looking at me like I’m mad, as we are going to leave these two beautiful ladies, after buying them Champagne. Bottled ordered Confusion all round I head back o our table. En route, I explain to Tyé watch they will come over but he professes to me that I’m mad… I laugh and sit back down and proceed to join my friends in their antics again, Matt has started a game of 21, it’s a drinking game that involves you shouting numbers in orders that can be changed or substituted for anything else. Laughing away with the guys I can see our new friends are discussing if they should come over or not. I see Tracey pick up the bucket and her glass and head towards us with Sharon in toe, she shimmies round to me and asks if they can join us, we make room for them and explain we are not carrying anyone out and the condition is they play out little game, greeted by chuckles of laughter. T and Sharon profess that they will drink us under the table and that was it. A round of tequilas was ordered and we must have played 21 for about 3 hrs drink after drink, we were plastered laughing and falling about all over the place. Matt had arranged to meet some girls over in Carbon and I invite T to come with and I was hoping Tyé was doing the same with Sharon. All set we head over to Carbon staggering trying not to look drunk, once inside T and Sharon are straight up to the bar and order a round of tequilas, Frankie got the chasers and we hit the floor. I’m totally not thinking about the time and anyone waiting for me:
DÉJÀ VU!!! Hits me……………..To Be Cntd
25 June 08
Hard day in the office, my boss has asked me to do a presentation for our partners meeting tomorrow! I’m now officially bricking it……..and it’s in the hotel opposite the Ex.’s work place!!! Do I need anymore grief really!
Got a few hours to pull together some stats and estimate future growth for our department… Agh delegation is the key. I’ll get a couple of juniors to pull it together then wing it through; I really can not be bothered. So as you can imagine most of my day was taken up by this. Instead of being out in the lunch time sunshine drink in hand, I’m at my desk burying away at least I was able to pop into the company gym for a quick workout.
As it is my CEO has a disliking for me after I first joined and had a minor disagreement with him not knowing who he was, lucky I’m good at my job, Head Hunted into the firm I had a proven track record as to my abilities, so my director stood up for me when the CEO came down to have a word about me, can you believe it was over something trivia as a button being undone! I tell you some people have nothing better to do while I’m running around helping your company make millions you want to pull me up on a button……….
That’s it I’ve had enough of the office for the day I’m heading to the gym then home. Got home after gym feeling knocked for six Tyé’s got me on this extreme work out regime to get maximum results. I jump in shower, as I come out I noticed two missed calls and a text message on my phone……checked the number and I didn’t recognise it at all…….well my mind ponders… I check the text and it says
‘Hi I’m just back from
Germany been out there
working what you up to
next week? I’ve missed you’
Now I get to thinking who is this mystery texter? It is male or female, did I know anyone going to work in Germany for a while! Have I been that drunk recently????
Enough of this mystery, I proceed to reply…..
‘I’m totally free, that
Sounds good let me know
When you’re free, how
Have you been? .x’
Taking a gamble I don’t know if this person is male or female I’ll add a kiss to feel for a response from them, YIKES!!!! Hope it’s not an old male acquaintance wouldn’t want to send out the wrong signal……..waiting anxiously for a reply I pick up my weights and lift to take my mind off of it.
Message tone!!!
‘Waste of Time, waste of Time,
You’re just a waste of time,
You go your way and I’ll go mine’
Downloaded the new message tone from Snoops’ new Album Ego trippin’
I’m good thx work has
been taking up most of
my time. I can do lunch
on Monday but can you get
over to Knightsbridge I’ve
booked us a hotel was
hoping we could pick
up where we left off. T. x
WOW I can’t believe it! It’s Tracey,
Tracey is an amazing Graceful, Beautiful, elegant and Independent fully matured LADY, of Greek origin with no issues or baggage, T, my nickname for her, has long black hair which she wears straight or curly. She wears it straight most times the way I like it, running my fingers through her hair strangely feels comforting to me! Don’t ask. She’s tall about 5’8” she works out a hell of a lot and has an amazing figure that makes most men drool as she passes them by, no joke this lady is FIRE!! she has such a firm body she works out at least three times a week (not having any children at our age you can do things for yourself more) she has exemplary standards in life and lives in the country but stays in London during her working week. I had the fortunate opportunity to met T at the beginning of the year when things were falling apart in my relationship, my partner had gone out for the evening and came back past midnight drunk as a skunk totally incoherent, as she collapsed on the bed I started undressing her to get her in bed.
As I was turning her round to take her dress off I noticed some white stains on the back of the dress there was no possible way for her to reach this area and speaking from experience I knew……….
Now I’m sure all you highly sexed people and even not so highly would know what body fluid looks like on stained clothes especially black you can not mistake it!!!
I did question her but just got a cold defensive wall and thought there is no point in thinking I’m going to marry this kind of person with all their sub standard morals, issues and problems.
So the next week to relieve the tension I felt about another failed relationship with a distressed soul that I tried to help, I thought I’d go out with my work colleagues as it was one of the younger guys birthday and have a good time as I was feeling rock bottom in my situation of falling for someone who is so self destructive and had ruined every relationship she’s been in by sleeping around with people she didn’t even like. I went out just to have a good time, but you know when a lady sees a guy having a good time it attracts her to him. We’re getting quite loud and order another bottle of Laurent Perrier Rosé, with a round of tequila chasers’ with salt and lime, Tim, Matt, Françoise, Tyé and I were really getting into it, laughing and joking getting merrier and merrier. Then Tyé and I noticed we were being watched big time by two extremely pretty Ladies, I felt complimented that such a beautiful lady dressed the way she was, was smiling at me in an intently manor……..
I ignored it at first but then smiled back as she was so gorgeous, elegant and very lady like attributes at all times. Pleasantries began back and forth, a smile here a look there, it seemed strange at first as we seemed to like each other but we weren’t making an outright pass at each other. This went on for a while as our interests was with having fun with our friends. Françoise and I were talking about our partners and the way they make us act by the things they do, Frankie for short is a gay Parisian, works out a lot and keeps in shape, a really nice guy who is always in a happy go lucky frame of mind. We both agree at the moment we are going to leave our partners if they do not buck up their ideas.
Francoise is shocked that I am so freely speaking and how confident I seem, in the office I keep my head down and work until it’s time to go. I come across quiet and innocent which is a ploy on my behalf, as I like to let people think they have the upper hand but I’ve always been brought up to hold back and sit in the background seeing everything and letting others make the first mistake, then prove them wrong.
I just thought about what I’ve said to Frankie and realise that my relationship with this absolutely gorgeous mixed race female is about to end as I don’t like the way she is so closed off from people. I knew from the start when she could hardly ever be bothered to visit complaining it was too far, (far being 6 stops in 20 minutes on the tube). For the fact that she’d go out of her way in previous encounters for gratification. These actions showed her level of respect she had for the relationship, I didn’t say anything as I wanted to make a go of things and hope in showing her that I wanted to be around her I would sacrifice my life and live in her world.
I’m fast to act on instinct and after this realisation I look at Tyé and he knows exactly what I’m thinking, I grab my flute of Pink Champagne and walk over to the two lady’s that have been exchanging smiles and glances with us. I walk right up to the long dark haired lady and tell her how struck I am on her elegance and beauty that I had to introduce myself. Greeted with a seductive smile and an invitation to seat with her and her friend I decline and offer to buy her a drink and explain that I am with my friends and do not want to be rude, but you’re more than welcome to join us. She’s a bit unsure how to take this, the reason I do this is to see how females or their friends react. If they are just squeezing a drink it will be easy to tell what they are like by their or their friend’s actions. I admit it does leave you open to be abused but that’s life and women, you have to spend money to weed out the bad from the good. Tyé trusted as ever is entertaining her friend, mutual introductions proceed Tracey, Tyé, and unbelievably Sharon. I burst out with laughter receiving looks of confusion…..
’Sharon and Tracey’
I say with a chuckle.
‘You having us on’
What’s the chances of that a real life Sharon and Tracey. They begin to prove me wrong Tracey pulls out her driving license and true enough in Bold type Tracey --------- .
Apologises in mind I order a bottle of Laurent Perrier Rosé, and offer our invitation to them, Tyé is looking at me like I’m mad, as we are going to leave these two beautiful ladies, after buying them Champagne. Bottled ordered Confusion all round I head back o our table. En route, I explain to Tyé watch they will come over but he professes to me that I’m mad… I laugh and sit back down and proceed to join my friends in their antics again, Matt has started a game of 21, it’s a drinking game that involves you shouting numbers in orders that can be changed or substituted for anything else. Laughing away with the guys I can see our new friends are discussing if they should come over or not. I see Tracey pick up the bucket and her glass and head towards us with Sharon in toe, she shimmies round to me and asks if they can join us, we make room for them and explain we are not carrying anyone out and the condition is they play out little game, greeted by chuckles of laughter. T and Sharon profess that they will drink us under the table and that was it. A round of tequilas was ordered and we must have played 21 for about 3 hrs drink after drink, we were plastered laughing and falling about all over the place. Matt had arranged to meet some girls over in Carbon and I invite T to come with and I was hoping Tyé was doing the same with Sharon. All set we head over to Carbon staggering trying not to look drunk, once inside T and Sharon are straight up to the bar and order a round of tequilas, Frankie got the chasers and we hit the floor. I’m totally not thinking about the time and anyone waiting for me:
DÉJÀ VU!!! Hits me……………..To Be Cntd
Love Me If You Dare (aka: Jeux D'Enfants)
Some say love is a game. But what happens when the game becomes more thrilling than love (and life) itself? With an irresistible mix of romance, fantasy and dark comedy, 'Love Me If You Dare' transforms this notion into a wildly fantastical love story.
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