Read

Guess what, only when we had kissed, I found out that she had read my blog!
She had proof of it too, see pic.
That was kind of her. Kiss first and only then recognise that she knew me already.
I rewarded her with another one.

Followed

.... when she stepped down from the mistletoe I was hypnotised.
Simply, I had no option but to follow.
And once we got down... dear me.

She tastes as she looks!

Chamachamachamameleon

Oh, I àm a fan of Boy George. He was supposedly never heard of again since Culture Club, having to deal with too much scene, drugs & sex. But Merodema told me that he is now heavily, and succesfully, into the clubcircuit all over Europe. He was in Italy, on June 1st, 2006. I know that for sure. Saw the flyer.
Now I would not have mentioned that if it weren't for this really strange female that suddenly appeared to have hidden in the mistletoe. Luky me, that I was not standing under it. Who knows what might have happened. I do not like that kind of surprises! I feel relatively safe anyways, being on top. Tsss. It's a free mistletoeworld altogether, isn't it?! Right.