- with a crowd of onlookers mesmorized, you ever so confidently put a silky black tie on me while whispered how nervous I was.
- you reassured me that I rocked the fucking thing, and i gained confidence by looking into your eyes that were already undressing me on that velvet couch.
- first time we went to BS together, you wore a black blazer and was leaning up against the brick wall with your right knee bent. (fuckin hot)
- Giggle-fest 2010: a prelude to some hot sweaty memorable sex
- when I really make you laugh, I mean a genuine laugh, a one sided dimple appears (beauty)
- my favorite hair-do on you: that rat's nest you call hair in the morning or after the rain.
- our long walk in the arbouredum before you left for SF. You wore a blue button down short sleeve shirt with a white CK ribbed tank underneath, Joe jeans and you'd brown boots that you claim to be the most comfy things. It had rained, so we couldn't frolic in the grass like we both wanted to. You smelled so wonderful, and your skin was so soft under my lips. I couldn't get enough of you in that moment; a sentiment that was threaded through every encounter.
- when you practically had my clothes off in public, against a wall, and wou whispered "choke me a little" --super turn on; btw...
- finally dancing with you the way I wanted @ the b in h. Now that was fun!
- that you enjoy telling strangers that we are together.
- our time in the common where I first learned that you habitually loose earrings, but as luck would have it I salvaged your $4 Burlington coat factory purchase.
- queeroke was a blast too! (I knew you would enjoy it)
- slow dancing at a wedding we worked; turning circles, loving every moment, and arguing about who's hands should go where.
oct 26 2010 ∞
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