| pasternakski 
 
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 ORIGINAL:  Brady
 Well she was half tanked, on Silent Sam Vodka as I recall, given her name was Sam I could not resist buying a few bottles of it for her, Fornicating was easy, no pun..., but I actualy looked up "fascination" just for you.
   
 
 What a guy. WHAT A GUY! She was a lucky tippler, to be sure, to have a man like you, so generous with the Silent Sam.
 
 I knew a girl named Joan once (yep, look out for this one). Catholic. Repressed. Horny. She was big on kissing, but that was it. Would kiss you for hours on end, but you better not get European on her (you know, with those Russian fingers and Roman hands). Got her to try what we used to call a "Bohemian Boilermaker" (couple of shots of vodka in a beer) one night.
 
 A few minutes later, she gave me this plaintive, desperate look, and said, "Don't do anything you don't want to do."
 
 Well, I ignored the double negative, of course. Let's just say that even Joan of Arc starring in her own weenie roast wasn't any hotter than this Joan was that night.
 
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  Put my faith in the people And the people let me down.
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