"Want to come to my garden and dance?" was the simple IM I got from Miss Kelley. Why, of course?What started out as a girly shake-it-with-champagne get-together turned into an all-out everyone coming by and celebrating the fact they made it through their Monday! Sir Hotspur even brought out an ironclad (complete with large chicken at one point). Personally, I was feeling a little warm from all of the dancing (just the dancing of course...what is that in my hand?) and that's why I progressively ended up with less clothes on than what I started out with.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it...
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*grins*
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