The music got louder. she could feel the beat pounding at her soul. the strange ritual began. her hair, long like curtains and dark like a summer night sky, fell all around her face. she bent and contorted her body like the wind blowing the grass. her feet in a sea of shadows cast by the immense skirt about her waist, adorned by a diamond-like chain. the music became faster, her heart beat louder in her head, the faces became blurred all around her. their eyes met. she stopped dead in her tracks. she slowly walked towards him. hips moving back and forth, eyes seducing, satisfying every fantasy in his mind. her body thrust against his, eyes locked, minds racing. a lip lock only inches away. BRRRIIIIINNNNGGG! the bell rang. it was only a dream. lunchtime.
~*~Golf Sox~*~

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