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[aid] => Mick
[title] => THE VERY FIRST TIME (Sensual)
[time] => 2003-06-05 13:35:00
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[bodytext] => We were walking down this shady lane, Just you and I, When suddenly we heard a rumble, And looked up in the sky. The stormy clouds were gathering, The sky was getting dark, We hoped to find a shelter, Somewhere in this park. My uncle has a hunting cabin, Somewhere on this lane. Maybe we could find it, And get out of this driving rain. We did find the hunting cabin, And the door was unlocked! You can imagine how surprised we were, In fact, we were really shocked. So we just walked in, it felt so good, To get out of this cold, wet weather. What a nice cozy little room, To spend some time together! The first thing we did was to shed our clothes, We were soaked right thru to our skin, We found two nice warm blankets, That we could wrap ourselves in The logs you had lit in the fireplace, Were slowly starting to glow. While sitting on the sofa, you whispered, 'My darling, I love you so.' In a very short time one blanket was shed, And we were enclosed in just one. I felt your warm body next to mine, It was just so heavenly, hon. We exchanged the sofa seat for the rug, In front of the fireplace. By now I was so excited, My heart was beginning to race. So tenderly you kissed me, Pressed your body close to mine. I'm sure, we'll always remember, dear, Making love for the very first time. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 795 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Del [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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