up with some meaningful; epic fuckinglove poem about those two morons。? ?Thanks;? Dan
mumbled sarcastically。 ?You?ve filled me with confidence。? He turned over to face her; wanting to
look at her even though she was turned away。 He could hear the small; quiet sound of her
breathing in the dark room and could feel the warmth of her almost…naked body。 She was always
so warm at night。 The ridiculously soft skin of her bare arm grazed his。 One of the things he?d
always loved about Vanessa?s body were its contrasts?her stubbly scalp next to the softness of her
skin。 The pillowy feel of her lips and cheeks 。 。 。 Dan smiled and moved ever so slightly closer to
her warm; sleepy flesh。
Vanessa felt Dan?s hot breath tickle her neck as he lay inches from her on the bed。 Being in such
close quarters with him when all her hopes had been so recently dashed was killing her。 ?So;
how?s Greg?? she asked softly; hoping the note of rejection in her voice wasn?t as clear to him as
it sounded to her。 She moved toward the edge of the bed; shifting so that her left foot hung off the
side。 Anything to escape the torture of feeling Dan?s skin on hers。
?Umm 。 。 。 he?s fine;? Dan mumbled。 Greg。 Right。 His boyfriend。 As Vanessa inched further and
further away from him on the bed; it became obvious that she wanted nothing to do with him。 And
why should she? He was a confused pink…disco…suit…wearing; cream…puff…eating;
gay…poem…reading idiot who still seemed to be in love with his ex…girlfriend despite the fact that
every person in his life had apparently been waiting for him to e out since he learned to use
the potty。 Dan sighed and flipped over onto his back dejectedly; more puzzled than ever as he
slipped into a sweaty; troubled sleep。
To be or not to be 。 。 。 gay?that is the question。
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hey people!
You know what they say about New York?it?s the city that never sleeps 。 。 。 and neither do I。 Not
when there?s this much good gossip to keep me up at night! Okay; and there may have been that
little end…of…summer bash at One keeping me out till the wee hours last night; but it?s all in service
toyou 。 I?ll have to trade my snakeskin Jimmy Choo stilettos for Gucci leather riding boots soon
enough; so now?s the time to stay out late; dance with a gorgeous stranger; and; most importantly;
expose as much bare; sweaty flesh as possible。 And the same goes for you girls and boys?as if you
need a reminder!