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ooc...wow...I don't think I have ever had that much effect on my own wife!...your description of that was...well...wow...it is getting rather hot in here...
After an eternity of musical bliss on the highest clouds in the sky on a beautiful spring day...Larry finally drifts back to earth like a decending feather.
Not knowing what to say after such a moving experience, he simply leaned back to the wall to catch his breath and cool down. Trying to hide his shaking hands was like trying to hide an ogre behind his back.
In his mind...he was hoping that somebody or something would come along and bail him out of this silent, nervous predictament...
[This message has been edited by Larry_OHF (edited 10-21-2001).]
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