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The Date – No, the Dinner Not a Date Everything, I can’t have by Robin Thicke pulsating salsa beat triumphed throughout Gracie’s home as she blew out the candles and opened the windows of her house to let the fresh summer breezes defuse the scent of roses that generally dominated her home. Dinner was warming and Gracie wanted her dinner’s scent to be want danced in the air with the breeze. Gracie’s golden brown face was cleaned of makeup except mascara and a light shade of lip gloss and she ...

The Date – No, the Dinner Not a Date Everything, I can’t have by Robin Thicke pulsating salsa beat triumphed throughout Gracie’s home as she blew out the candles and opened the windows of her house to let the fresh summer breezes defuse the scent of roses that generally dominated her home. Dinner was warming and Gracie wanted her dinner’s scent to be want danced in the air with the breeze. Gracie’s golden brown face was cleaned of makeup except mascara and a light shade of lip gloss and she ...

Fat story - One American’s tale! You laughed didn’t you? It’s time for a good laugh you thought as you read the title of my story. Let’s read about the fat lady. Yeah I know. I laugh too when I see someone grossly larger than my five foot five, two hundred pound frame. I mean I am not that fat and I have curves in all the right places so I don’t show my obesity like most Americans. But the truth of the matter is, I am obese by 40 pounds. I am horribly addicted to food. It has always been that...

The party was a success. I drove home with Maggie in the passenger seat next to me, while I went on raving about the night. I had so much fun. The games were great! The food was delicious. I met two new guys that were so cute. In my excitement I hadn't noticed my comments and questions were responded by one word answers and mostly silence. I looked over to Maggie who was looking straight ahead through the front window. "What's wrong?" “Nothing!” was her response. "Come on Maggie don't do this...

The party was a success. I drove home with Maggie in the passenger seat next to me, while I went on raving about the night. I had so much fun. The games were great! The food was delicious. I met two new guys that were so cute. In my excitement I hadn't noticed my comments and questions were responded by one word answers and mostly silence. I looked over to Maggie who was looking straight ahead through the front window. "What's wrong?" “Nothing!” was her response. "Come on Maggie don't do this...