My best friend from high school, Sheila, and I were roommates and came home together for the Christmas break. Neither one of us had a car so we were s...ill depending on men to take us around. She was dating a guy name Fitz and he had a car so he picked us both up from her house. We went out to the clubs downtown, at that time my city had a very hopping club scene, so we stayed out most of the night. While at the club he purchased drinks for us so by the time he dropped my friend off we all were. She was still healthy and fit and still loved to dance. "Once a ballerina-always a ballerina", she said with a smile. Anne was regarded as something of a legend by the other dancers. She knew all the moves and choreography. However, her dancing style continued to earn the respect of the younger dancers. Anne combined spontaneity with incredible precision in her dancing, and it was the unpredictable part of her that made her one of the greats. She was taller than the average ballerina was, and. "Don't thank me yet," said Lou Anne. "We're taking a little detour before I take you home." Oh?" We're going to pick up my son and you're going to babysit him while I get some sleep. Then I'll take you shopping, to get the essentials, and THEN I'll take you home." You're taking me to your house?" His voice rose. "Isn't that a little dangerous?"She looked over at him. Her hair covered her right eye, but the other one seemed to bore into his insides. "And why would it be dangerous?" she asked.. FACIAL AMBIGUITYHer long, dark hairAnd beautiful eyes;Her full, soft, pink lipsAnd oval face with pointedChin proclaim her woman,But the flat chestAnd shoulders broadVerify her masculinity.I am confused (again);My nipples, like my cock,Stiffen, and I needTo relieve myselfInto a tissue, using it,Afterward, as a puffTo spread the lotionUpon my ownSexually ambiguousFace and form.FUNGAL PASSIONHer mushroom hairAnd her oval face,Coupled with the slendernessOf her rigid body,Transforms herInto a.