"youre so sexy...with that little nose ring..." ~thats it, that feeling~ warm, comfortable in my own skin ~ turned on ~feeling beautiful...
as things began to be blurry and ripple like a pebble tossed into still water, she realized she was dreaming..caught between conscious and unconscious, she lay still and calm, eagerly attempting to hold onto the world she loved so much ~ her dreams. In a minute her world was gone, and she found herself back in the place where fantasy and adventure were much harder to find.
she rolled over into a sea of red fluffiness that lovingly swallowed her ~ pillows were littered like clouds in a red sunset sky. she calls this place her warp zone ~ not quite reality, not yet dream. her hideaway surrounded her in hues of deep purples and reds, and her sheer indian style curtain ushered in a warm filtered light.
she threw her bare leg over a pile of down, exposing her lacy yellow short panties and a short purple tank. her hair a messy (its always messy) fro of curls and tangles.
alone, she began to think of the man she had been with in her dreams. she traced the lace pattern on her panties gently with her finger and drifted away in thoughts of intense romantic scenarios. She wished he were with her in her bed, making her feel beautiful once more...
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well, going to the doctor again, wish me luck!
as things began to be blurry and ripple like a pebble tossed into still water, she realized she was dreaming..caught between conscious and unconscious, she lay still and calm, eagerly attempting to hold onto the world she loved so much ~ her dreams. In a minute her world was gone, and she found herself back in the place where fantasy and adventure were much harder to find.
she rolled over into a sea of red fluffiness that lovingly swallowed her ~ pillows were littered like clouds in a red sunset sky. she calls this place her warp zone ~ not quite reality, not yet dream. her hideaway surrounded her in hues of deep purples and reds, and her sheer indian style curtain ushered in a warm filtered light.
she threw her bare leg over a pile of down, exposing her lacy yellow short panties and a short purple tank. her hair a messy (its always messy) fro of curls and tangles.
alone, she began to think of the man she had been with in her dreams. she traced the lace pattern on her panties gently with her finger and drifted away in thoughts of intense romantic scenarios. She wished he were with her in her bed, making her feel beautiful once more...
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well, going to the doctor again, wish me luck!
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we're so weak with boys....
(good luck)