EXCUSE ME MISS I UTTER AS I APPROACH HER FROM THE BACK. BUILT
LIKE A BRICK HOUSE WITH A FACE TO MATCH.
THERES MORE TO THIS LADY I CAN TELL BY HER LOOK.
DEEP AND INTENSE.
ALL THE "BOYS" GET SHOOK.
"CAN I HELP YOU" SHE SAYS STRAIGHT AND TO THE
POINT.
"CAN I OFFER A COMPLIMENT THAT'S SURE NOT TO DISAPPOINT.
YOU'RE THE FINEST WOMAN IN HERE , STANDING TALL AND
FULL OF GRACE.
IT WOULD BE AN HONOR TO HAVE YOU AT MY PLACE.BUT THAT'S
NOT MY STYLE, TO OFFER TO TAKE YOU HOME, SO HOW BOUT I GET
THAT NUMBER AND CALL YOU ON THE PHONE.A FEW MORE WORDS AND
I CAN HAVE YOU HOW I PLEASE.WHEN MY WORDS MEET HER EARS, SHE'LL
KNOW SHE GOT THAT ONE. WHEN MY MOUTH TOUCHES HERS, MY LIFE
HAS JUST BEGUN.
NO MORE GAMES ARE NEEDED NO MORE WORDS TO SAY FROM THIS POINT
ON WITH YOU I'LL STAY.
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