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| TinyVillages | Jun 2 2005, 06:03 PM Post #51 |
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"My Life As A Poolboy" -- an autobiography
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*A damp chill settles on TV as the reality settles in* *Rising with a sigh, he wanders alone to the end of the hall and gazes at the candlelit table sitting at the edge of the hidden grotto.* "Go on home," he tells the band while extinguishing the tiki lamps. Darkness settles uncomfortably on the gently lapping waves. "Probably on her way a big party with a someone." Moving by touch, he grabs the champagne bottle. |
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| parrrrtay | Jun 2 2005, 06:07 PM Post #52 |
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Do not follow me, for I am lost...
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*catches TV as he is heading out, bottle of wine in hand* "HEY, not so fast. I missed you so much, think we could light them candles back up and pop the cork on that champagne? Sorry I was gone for so long, IM wanted me to go to Vegas, but all I could think of was YOU! I spent the whole time sippin' hot chocolate wishing I was back here in your arms!!!
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| TinyVillages | Jun 2 2005, 06:18 PM Post #53 |
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Passed up Vegas with IM for me? I'd better make this good, then. Whispers in Shay's ear, I couldn't wait to put my arms around you. *lights a few candles, whose amber glow lights up Shay's face like an angel's, and pops the cork on the champagne* There's salmon on the grill, the fruit should be chilled still, and JT put in a nice stereo system here, bless him. I even brought the banana boat around for a late night cruise. Of course, if you do everything like you sang Peggy Lee, we may have a lot of fires around here to put out. I hope you like latin music. :love: |
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| parrrrtay | Jun 2 2005, 06:26 PM Post #54 |
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I love latin music, I love everything about you. *snuggles closer and softly sings* You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever In the mornin' Fever all through the night :love: |
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| TinyVillages | Jun 2 2005, 06:38 PM Post #55 |
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There's that fever again. You feel it? A voice like a siren's song, and a face to match. Is there anthing you aren't amazing at? *the candles slowly burn out as the songs play and they dance across the sand* A full moon tonight. How about a little drive in the banana boat, and waking up to the sunrise together? I'm sure we could find something to do onboard... |
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| parrrrtay | Jun 3 2005, 08:52 AM Post #56 |
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"A boat ride sounds like a marrrrvelous idea, Darrrrling!" |
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| TinyVillages | Jun 3 2005, 09:04 AM Post #57 |
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*helps Shay climb on board, and starts the engine* *As they pull away from shore, TV watches from the corner of his eye as the wind whips through Shay's beautiful long, red hair* There's more champagne. Are you cold? |
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| parrrrtay | Jun 3 2005, 03:22 PM Post #58 |
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"Cold? Are you kidding me? Never anything but HOT when you are around! I think I will go below and put on the string bikini I brought and take a dip, care to join me?" |
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| TinyVillages | Jun 3 2005, 03:43 PM Post #59 |
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I don't think the bikini will fit me... let me throw the anchor. Wow, "string" is a good word; you look fantastic, Shay. I think the ship is starting to smolder where you're standing. Any ideas what I'm going to wear, though? |
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| TinyVillages | Jun 3 2005, 11:56 PM Post #60 |
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*Returns a few minutes later dressed in ill fitting knee-length trunks.* These will have to do. *eyes Shay carefully* You've got something planned; I look forward to... uncovering it.
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| PapaC | Jun 6 2005, 04:06 AM Post #61 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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*Wanders in and looks around in puzzlement* ![]() Hmmmmm ... I'd heard there was supposed to be a beach party getting started in here. No signs of any activity, so I guess it must have just been a rumour. *Wanders off again, whistling Beach Boys stuff* Darlin' ... Don't Talk (Put Your Head On My Shoulder) ... Wouldn't It Be Nice ... In My Room ... Do It Again ...
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| parrrrtay | Jun 6 2005, 06:40 AM Post #62 |
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Do not follow me, for I am lost...
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"Well PapaC we did find the trap door....but upon our search for a route to the Beach Party....we only found JT's secret harem! :doh:
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| PapaC | Jun 6 2005, 10:51 AM Post #63 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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So which trapdoor did you investigate? That pretty purple one over there? Naahhh .... that one just goes here ![]() No wonder you couldn't find the REAL party. See ... over there ... that section of floor in the deck extension. *Ties a rope around the ring in the floor, threads it through the pulley wheel hanging from the rafters, and heaves the floor open* As the 10-foot square section creaks open, a wooden staircase can be seen, reaching down to the sandy beach. Sounds of music and clinking glasses can be heard drifting up from below. A huge poster adorns the underside of the trapdoor ... ![]() ![]() OK now? See you down there ... Click Here To Go Downstairs |
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Darlin' ... Don't Talk (Put Your Head On My Shoulder) ... Wouldn't It Be Nice ... In My Room ... Do It Again ...



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