Things seem to be picking up at the pool, so leaving my drink on the patio table, I jingle off to see what has happened to Tarzan and Godiva. Wondering if they used their pre'dick'ament to their own advantage, I turn heading down the stairs to the dungeon, only to find the two have escaped.
Hearing the music poundingrhythmically through the floor upstairs I decide to go join the revellers and head to the dancefloor to shake my ass.
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The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.~ Betty Grable