1) Milana's Song - Russia (From) Songs From The Women Of The L.O.M.) Comments

I'm a coffee pub hopper as you know by now; a place where I go to regroup or get focused to start a venture in a new place; thus I'll go to different coffee shops, find me a window seat, if not sitting on the outside, get me a hot cup of coffee and sit there and enjoy life, its people, and what it has to offer for about twenty to thirty minutes, and it can make a complete day. Ironically I met Milana one evening after sitting there trying to decide what to do or what to do next. The next morning I woke up still trying to figure out what was going on, only to find her sitting there on the edge of the bed on a Saturday morning, watching cartoons. I had just taken for granted that she had awaken earlier than I had and turned on the TV, while I lay there still asleep after a long night, that after awakening, I could only vaguely remember.

After realizing that I was still somewhere on planet earth, I grabbed her and laid her on the bed, kissed the back of her head, the back of her neck, to the bottom of her feet; realizing how nice, creamy and white she was, soft and firm. Then all of a sudden I realized that I really couldn't remember everything that happened the night before, and suddenly realized that I should, as quickly as possible, lay her on her back. But then I began to kiss her on her thighs, knees and all the way down to her feet.
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