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take me to the water Also, stop laughing at me! - I'm interested, my voice appears in a quite high and deafening tone.

“Please accept my apologies, my adoration,” he laughs, actually laughs. Be that as it may, I love the way they both respond to the basic prompt of each other's sexual co-existence.

“Not interesting,” I article, folding my arms.

"Funny, it is," he goes against me, his laugh reaching a conclusion. Come on, I'll take you home, he adds.

Under the bed, concluding that I will go down without shoes, since the lacquer on my toenails has not dried and we are somewhat racing against time. I grab my PDA, my roman style shoes and walk out of the room followed by my boyfriend who is actually laughing with me because of the way I walk so the veneer on my feet doesn't get ruined letting me know I look like a penguin . I hit him on the arm and then asked him to shake hands with me to go down the steps.

I say goodbye to the man, who is in the living room watching television, and I con