Silverlily
Kitty Mama - East Coast
- Joined
- Aug 9, 2000
- Posts
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I absolutely love flexing my senses.
Smooth, sweet coolness of a White Russian paired with the crisp tang of salt n' vinegar chips.
Fluid silk shirt and the warm supple leather seat of my computer chair.
Loreena McKennitt's haunting melodies coupled with muted roar of traffic through my open window.
The warm scent of his cologne against the fresh breath of mine.
That delightful tingle on my skin and stir in my belly when I know certain names are here.
How do you celebrate your senses?
Smooth, sweet coolness of a White Russian paired with the crisp tang of salt n' vinegar chips.
Fluid silk shirt and the warm supple leather seat of my computer chair.
Loreena McKennitt's haunting melodies coupled with muted roar of traffic through my open window.
The warm scent of his cologne against the fresh breath of mine.
That delightful tingle on my skin and stir in my belly when I know certain names are here.
How do you celebrate your senses?
