You: Tall blonde wearing a halter top. You were the one kissing me and doing something crazy to my neck while we watched the fireworks at the Space Needle.



Me: Guy forced to leave the party in a hurry because your boyfriend had a gun.


Look. Normally I don’t go for girls in relationships, but when you told me how soft my lips were in that playful sexy voice, I’ve never been so turned on in my entire life. If for whatever reason you and your boyfriend don’t last or he donates his gun to charity, come find me.

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