I'm particularly fond of thinking about that day we ended up on that picnic blanket under the willows by the lake... with your host of boys serving us grapes and designing our new fashion 'look' for the season. Your lotto win the night before had us celebrating, and ravurian's discovery of that new chocolate cake that actually takes off weight as you eat it had put me in a very cosy mood. We may have indulged a little too much in the wine, but fortunately we both have incredible alcohol tolerance, so our behaviour never wavered from our usual incredibly cool and fun chic demeanour.
And later that night, after we spent the afternoon waving the gold card at fawning shop clerks... dressed to the nines, and feeling rather good about our newly improved figures, we partied in the best way, a virtual harem of lovelies around us. Was is three, or four, society papers that begged you for photos and comments? I know the owners of all five clubs were ecstatic that we'd found the time to grace them with our presence. It's so nice to have tables held for us, isn't it?
The penthouse apartment was lovely and quiet afterwards, and it was so thoughtful of your houseboys to have those bubble baths waiting for us when we got back. I really appreciated the fresh strawberries, too. And waking in the warm morning sunlight to gentle music and a rather nice massage?
Really... why would I want to make up memories, when every single time we get together it's such a blast? My every memory of you is perfect.
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Date: 2007-05-03 12:56 pm (UTC)And later that night, after we spent the afternoon waving the gold card at fawning shop clerks... dressed to the nines, and feeling rather good about our newly improved figures, we partied in the best way, a virtual harem of lovelies around us. Was is three, or four, society papers that begged you for photos and comments? I know the owners of all five clubs were ecstatic that we'd found the time to grace them with our presence. It's so nice to have tables held for us, isn't it?
The penthouse apartment was lovely and quiet afterwards, and it was so thoughtful of your houseboys to have those bubble baths waiting for us when we got back. I really appreciated the fresh strawberries, too. And waking in the warm morning sunlight to gentle music and a rather nice massage?
Really... why would I want to make up memories, when every single time we get together it's such a blast? My every memory of you is perfect.