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SOMETIMES WE GET WET IN THE RAIN, BUT "WET" THIS WAY LEADS TO HEAVEN AND BACK - By Kate J & edited  

stilwantmore 78F
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9/10/2010 12:06 am
SOMETIMES WE GET WET IN THE RAIN, BUT "WET" THIS WAY LEADS TO HEAVEN AND BACK - By Kate J & edited


Am sure many have wished recently, or have wonderful vivid memories of times when the following was awesome and true, and more important wishing you were again in the moment. Well, get off your "duffs" and make it happen, not going to fall in your laps no matter what age you are, so 'guide it along", better than a doctor visit.

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Languidly parting the moist curtain.
He slides into the smooth vessel.
The color of fire pink velvet.
His large hands securely wielding the creamy White handles,
firmly manipulating them until
just a trickle of foamy liquid flows forth.

She faces him, their eyes, reflecting pools of love,
lock on each other, embracing, both, with body and soul,
they melt together in the steamy atmosphere.
memories flood as her neck arches and wet kisses cover her throat.
teasing one another in the aquamarine Caribbean ocean.
causing rough ripples to fan out across the water of a swimming
pool
as
they
played
discovering new things as a soft summer rain, like the sound of a
tinkling
xylophone, soaked them.

Aromas of citrus, colognes and faintly, the sea
drift and swirl around them.
skin drenched, rivulets of salty sweat stream between them.
sauna heat builds as temperatures rise.
flesh moves with synchronized, frantic fluidity.
a torrential river violently rushes into a cascading waterfall.
drowning in a frenzied whirlpool gasping for air,<b> silent screams.
</font></b>then the peace of a tranquil, crystal clear lake prevails
and the relaxation of a hot spraying shower returned,
as she lovingly shampoos his hair.

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