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I'm the girl of the first paragraph. As I thought, you'll never believe what I'm saying.
But It's really true. I'm gonna give u some extra data.
That night we shared the party with a boy called Dinio, who was confused 'bout everything, and his partner "Maruja".
Everything it was amazing. In the middle of the night, Maruja started to dance making the moonwalk from side to side of neverland while Dinio was "introducing" himself with the staff who served us...but he was still confused.
At the end of the night, when we thought it could be better to find a place to hide our love. Dinio offered us a place in his "nidito de amor" at Fuelanoche Valley (just some miles away from Michael's house). We went to that pretty place where Maruja sang "Strangers in the night" acapella. Meanwhile, Dinio was talking with Michael about an interesting project in New York: The night confuses me II (the second part of his awardwinning bar...)
I remember how Maruja said so oftenly "vaya entrepierna la del cubano". I don't what kind of material thing had that boy...it has that rare name.
At seven o'clock in the morning, while "Maruja" repeated every second, "quiero tu entrepierna", we decided to go the bedroom to put a GOOD finish to that night.
As we entered the room, Michael asked me if I wanted to know what "entrepierna" meant...
I ONLY SAY THAT SINCE THAT NIGHT WITH MICHAEL...I REALLY KNOW WHAT IS AN "ENTREPIERNA."
Bye my dear friends.
(No sé chicos...esto me ha llegado hace un rato a mi email...¿la conoceis :meparto: )
Un abrazo, amiguetes.
But It's really true. I'm gonna give u some extra data.
That night we shared the party with a boy called Dinio, who was confused 'bout everything, and his partner "Maruja".
Everything it was amazing. In the middle of the night, Maruja started to dance making the moonwalk from side to side of neverland while Dinio was "introducing" himself with the staff who served us...but he was still confused.
At the end of the night, when we thought it could be better to find a place to hide our love. Dinio offered us a place in his "nidito de amor" at Fuelanoche Valley (just some miles away from Michael's house). We went to that pretty place where Maruja sang "Strangers in the night" acapella. Meanwhile, Dinio was talking with Michael about an interesting project in New York: The night confuses me II (the second part of his awardwinning bar...)
I remember how Maruja said so oftenly "vaya entrepierna la del cubano". I don't what kind of material thing had that boy...it has that rare name.
At seven o'clock in the morning, while "Maruja" repeated every second, "quiero tu entrepierna", we decided to go the bedroom to put a GOOD finish to that night.
As we entered the room, Michael asked me if I wanted to know what "entrepierna" meant...
I ONLY SAY THAT SINCE THAT NIGHT WITH MICHAEL...I REALLY KNOW WHAT IS AN "ENTREPIERNA."
Bye my dear friends.
(No sé chicos...esto me ha llegado hace un rato a mi email...¿la conoceis :meparto: )
Un abrazo, amiguetes.