Sothern Belles

Deep in the heart of Dixie, the cold rain is falling. A fire flickers in the open fireplace, soft music is playing on the stereo...candles dance with romance...

I sit alone in front of the fire, sipping a glass of cognac, dreaming of holding a sweet, warm Southern Belle in my arms...kissing her red lips, feeling the passion rise between us...
 
Elves are ok, but I have a Belle in mind. She loves romance, soft touches, gentle kisses and to make sweet love all night long.

"Sigh":kiss:
 
LOL

Sorry not a southern but my bro ther lives in Georgia does that count?? No?? oh well, sigh...........


LOL

have fun
 
I wonder what happened to the lovely Southern Belles who used to frequent this thread?

I think they must sitting by the fireplace sipping on a nice warm drink.
 
Oh come on...I know there must be some sweet, southern belles out there somewhere:heart:
 
Best answer I can give...

Is from one of my favorite novels of all time North & South by John Jakes

why yes sir we are southerners of a sort....we're Kentuckians

Not a native southerner by far but a happily transported belle just the same!

and I assure you gentlemen the pleasure of your accquaintance is at least 50% mine.
 
Re: Best answer I can give...

Mstrskey said:
Is from one of my favorite novels of all time North & South by John Jakes



Not a native southerner by far but a happily transported belle just the same!

and I assure you gentlemen the pleasure of your accquaintance is at least 50% mine.

It's good to meet you Mstrskey...I read your bio and you most definitely qualify as a southern belle.:kiss: :rose:
 
There's something about the azaleas blooming, the rich colors of spring and the warmth of the sun that brings out the romantic side in me. The coolness of the morning air, the sweet aroma of spring and the soft touch of a beautiful woman...

Hope everyone is having a wonderful time.
 
stopping by for some tea!

Thought perhaps id stop here at the porch and see if one of you belles could spare a glass of iced sweet tea for a stranger on such a hot day. I wont come any further than the steps cause the gentlemen on the porch may not take kindly to associating with my kind. We outlaws, while myself having been a gentleman and defending a lady when needed, are not welcomed amongst those of more prestigious and well to do upbringing. But i thought to myself that it would just most impolite to pass so many lovely southern women all gathered on a porch and not stop to say hello. And that pitcher of iced tea certainly does look inviting. Well judging from the stiffening jaws and tight lips on the "gentlemen" i see gathered on this porch i may have well overstayed my welcome. I do believe id rather not be fighting any duels today or have to elude any jealous lovers on the way out of town. Thank you much for such a delicious glass of tea.
 
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