Tribe.net. Local Connections $item.owner.firstName http://EroticStories.tribe.net/thread/1f371eff-88c0-4fbd-b1be-666d21994325#1a1b9dc0-540b-448e-83ca-2443ee8f4c6c 2009-01-27T18:10:53Z 2009-01-27T18:10:53Z

and we danced for an eternity. heart and body won over ...... two fools for love Thank you for finally stepping forth

$item.owner.firstName 2009-01-27T18:10:53Z $item.owner.firstName http://EroticStories.tribe.net/thread/1f371eff-88c0-4fbd-b1be-666d21994325#85ddc156-cb1e-4b8b-b7d6-db76a4c2ea9c 2009-01-13T21:10:09Z 2009-01-13T21:10:09Z

“and then just to spend the night dancing.... or do you mean something else?” To dance… With words… With touch… With lips… Then bodies… Emotions dance around our hearts until souls touch…

$item.owner.firstName 2009-01-13T21:10:09Z $item.owner.firstName http://EroticStories.tribe.net/thread/1f371eff-88c0-4fbd-b1be-666d21994325#261e63d7-7e08-48e5-a849-9b8686bcb5a1 2009-01-13T05:36:23Z 2009-01-13T05:36:23Z

Sweet and familiar ring to your words. They warm my heart and bring a tear to my eye. My favorite lines ....... This was no common maiden To be wooded and won over Her eyes alone told him this Before him was a true lady One of intelligence and grace and then just to spend the night dancing.... or do you mean something else?

$item.owner.firstName 2009-01-13T05:36:23Z $item.owner.firstName http://EroticStories.tribe.net/thread/1f371eff-88c0-4fbd-b1be-666d21994325#fd103acb-d08f-4048-8085-6f9f29564aa3 2009-01-09T23:35:32Z 2009-01-09T23:35:32Z

Her eyes drew him to her Like a moth seeking oblivion The mirth that played across her face Was a joy to behold Her laugh was contagious and sincere Her form was that of a Goddess earthbound At once he wanted her and feared her This was no common maiden To be wooded and won over Her eyes alone told him this Before him was a true lady One of intelligence and grace This he learned as he sat among the throng and Listened to her speak His eyes never left hers for long She moved like a feral creature No wasted motions, Grace incarnate If he only knew her heart shipped a beat Every time she dared look at him She knew he would laugh if he ever suspected Her grace was born of fear Fear of dropping her cup Fear of tripping over something in the dark So she moved very slowly in everything she did Quoting every poet and Playwright she knew Trying to make him stay close to her They were two fools for love both ached for Passions first kiss yet neither dared So they Danced all night…

$item.owner.firstName 2009-01-09T23:35:32Z