"All that is gold does not glitter,

not all those who wander are lost..."

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... but I certainly am, and I don't know about you, but I could use a little company on this absurd journey called life.

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So let me take your hand, and we can slip into each other's fantasies; perhaps take in a show --- an opera dressed to the nines or cartoons in our pj's --- before retiring to revel in a private spectacular, scandalous and sensual, culminating in sweet, glorious fireworks.

 

I offer a tall pour of wild elegance: the poise of a trained ballet dancer, long drawn limbs, storybook curves, a deep sincerity in the eye, and an untameable smile all eager to melt under your gaze, in your arms, between the sheets. Let's steal a whirlwind romance, catch a breath between the hustle and bustle of the day to day, only to skip heartbeats and soak in each other's most feral fancies...

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I'll divulge mine if you divulge yours?