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cowboys and indians happy hour @ bar a

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PNC show for POISON....

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avon meeting for the walk in ny

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OAR CONCERT @ PNC... this is a dont miss event

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JAYFEST

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HAPPY CAMP BENEFIT @ THE TROP 12pm start

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BAR A

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BOAT TRIP NUMBER 2

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311 @ PNC... last show of the summer for me

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going to vegas for 4 nites @ the HOOTERS casino and hotel

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if you are planning something big and want me to be involved, you really wanna tell me about it. Send me a link to somewhere there

It's a Thursday. Who gets married on a Thursday? I guess only someone in his family. Its a small, relaxed event but lots of alcohol and not much fun. Until he says he needs to use the restroom. I decide that its time to make this event a little more bearable so I follow him downstairs and wait outside the men's room. I pull him into one of the small, unused rooms, just planning to get him started for later.

Little did I know, he was thinking the same thing. Suddenly I'm lying on the floor, with my dress up and panties pushed aside, his tongue licking me. I try to keep quiet so that everyone in the place doesn't know what we're doing. So much for just getting us started, as he's slowly sliding into me. He's got his feet pushing against the door so no one can come in. Now we're both worked up and have to go back into the party.

But that didn't last long. We were looking for an excuse to leave. We made the rounds and then snuck out. As we wait for the valet to bring the car, it starts to rain and the thunderstorm that has been brewing all day breaks. As he drives, he reaches over and slips his fingers inside my panties, commenting on how wet I still am from our earlier, secret encounter.

We pull up in front of a house his construction company is working on. We walk inside as the rain starts to really come down. The windows aren't in yet and the wind is blowing the rain into the house. Soon we are drenched and naked, christening all the rooms in a house that doesn't belong to us. No position or act is left out this night. I start by dropping to my knees and taking him in my mouth, until he is begging me to let him fuck me. We move to the balcony and he bends me over the edge, spanking me as he bends down to tongue me and taste me before plunging deep into me again. I'm coming before I know it and my knees go weak. Once the delicious dizziness passes, I turn around and climb on top of him, riding to my next climax, flashes of lightning illuminating every curve and edge of our bodies. After a long stretch, he tells me that he's almost ready to come. I turn over, on my elbows and knees, ass in the air, with him kneeling behind me. I'm worked up again, reaching back to grab his leg and pull him harder into me. Just as I'm ready to come again, he slips his thumb into my ass, driving me completely over the edge. This time, he can't control it and comes with me. We find our clothes and head back to the car. The storm having passed but we're still dripping with rain and sweat and perfect exhaustion . . . Definitely the most memorable wedding I've ever attended!

• That has got to be the most popular phrase hitting my Instant Messenger and Myspace mail lately. What can I tell ya, things have been busy. Bad Dave! I know.. I'll make it up to you, I promise. We'll start with a couple shots of Belvedere and take it from there.

So now that I'm sitting here figuring out what to write about for the next issue of MORE, first thing I ask myself is, what sucks? What keeps people from having a great time, enjoy themselves, have great new experiences, and succeed in Life / Love / (and even) Career?... I got it,.... it's not hard to recognize the buzzkill we all have at some level. You all know that dreary, sorry S.O.B. called:
I N H A B I T I O N (tion, tion tion, echo, echo echo)....

Ever see those Girls Gone Wild videos, or even higher quility stuff like the Gleny.com Halloween Parade DVD. Why is everyone having such a great time, and you wish you were there? Yeah, I know they are drunk off their asses, but look beyond that (if you can). We're seeing people who's personalities are not suffocated by inhabitiions. Don't you get it?... really?, ok let me explain it this way then.

Do you ever:
Feel nervious starting up a conversation with someone you don't know but are really attracted to (or feel you can't, when you wish you could)
Why? They're human just like you.

Feel apprehensive before speaking with any authority figure (Boss, Cop, Family, ), then don't say all you want to say. Or, alter the way you say it.. so it come sout the way you think they want to hear.
Why? They're human just like you.

Get self concious becuase your clothes, shoes (yes, I can't beleive how often I hear some people bitch about their shoes), hair, makeup. Then shy away from the activity because you're afraid people will notice there's something not perfect about you?
Why? They're human just like you.

Call it Fear, Anxiety, Nervousness, Self-Conciousness... whatever.
It all leads to your own inhabitions which keeps you from getting / going / seeing / hearing / feeling the things that you want. Pretty stupid isn't it?
I mean it's your life, if you're gonna let inhabitions keep you from getting the most out of it, that's your call. What I loose patience for is when I hear the whining (I wish I had this, I wish I could do that). What does wishing do? Stop Cryin' and Start Tryin' . If you don't get what/where you want, iI bet you'll be surprised at how close you actually got... then next time you try, you won't have to go as far. You'll get there/it... trust me.

OK, OK... let me balance this out.
I don't mean to become a complete ass (1,2,3) with a total lack of logical inhabition (or better said, a lack of common sense). Obviously if you take it too far you wake up in the morning dreading the things you did last night (that, at the moment you really can't remember). Or, you wake up next to the biggest mistake of your life. Just get out there have have a great time and don't be afraid to go after the things that you want. If no one else is doing it, then you be the one to start up the shananigans (Yes!!.. I got that word in again! BAM!!). I'd suggest starting off with a few shots with everyone, a good amount of dancing and posing for the camera, lead into some body shots, then go with the flow from there.

Enjoy my goofy ass article?
Stop by and drop me a note.
Didn't like it?
That's cool, just direct your comments to the nearest brick wall... I'm a little too busy having a great time.

See you at the next round of shots!
-Dave