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Naughty New Year

With the clock ticking down, To a brand new year. The party I was at, Was kicking into gear. Saw a sweet little thing, Just standing on a chair. She was wearing high heels, And flowers in her hair. Wore a short red skirt, And a loose silk blouse. With her wicked little grin, Was lighting up the house. Sliding hands over hips, For everyone to see. All eyes were on her, She was looking at me. It was close to twelve, Thought I'd make my play. So I grabbed my drink, And I headed her way. Then I lowered her down, And whispered in her ear. Said my car's out back, Let's get out of here. She smiled like a cat, Then she took my hand. And led me to the door, Now in total command. No sooner in the car, She jumped on my lap. Then kissed me hard, And gave me a slap. The windows steamed up, As the temperature rose. We kicked off our shoes, And tore off our clothes. For the next couple hours, There was real wild action. We had to keep moving, Just to get better traction. When we both were done, I must admit some shame. Before going back in, I had to ask her name.

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