Limbo was never a thing you thought you would do, never ever would you even ponder to do it, but when Jane told you to let your self go and do it anyway.
You first refused but a little persuasion form your lovely Jane you did it anyway, because who could resist those dark eyes, those soft lips on your neck and the softly whispered promises of a special treatment of Jane's very skilled tongue...
So you did the unthinkable, something that a lady like you normally wouldn't do; All because of too much wine, the soft promises, and the tingling feeling Jane created between your thighs.
After a deep breath to find the courage you did it...or to be precisely...you went down under that stick, while you heard the drums of this incredible African band.
But (and there is always a 'but' somehow in life) before you had a chance to move your feet...a cramp, a cracking sound, and then this staggering pain and you felt as if someone stabbed you in your back...
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Bye bye bed-acrobatic for you tonight, no skilled tongue to extinguish your sexual hunger, noooooo...
A quick trip to the hospital, a long wait for a disheveled looking Doctor with a large syringe to easy the muscles in your back and ease the pain and a very uncomfortable trip back to your residence and now you lay in your king size bed between your expensive satin sheets and swear that you never will do something unladylike idiotic and stupid ridiculous again.
And then Jane swaggers into your bedroom with sad dark eyes, and a cup of your favorite tea and she smiles her trademark beautiful smile, and you only think one thing to your self, 'Who are you fooling here Isles, you jump over the Eiffel-tower if she asks you to!'...
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