Dear Santa,
Yes I know I am quite old now, but 你 know I would like to make one last 圣诞节 wish. Let's say for old times sake. I really want, well it's not praticall but I really really would Like House for christmas, well that's not all I don't want House normally. Well I kindof want House, well this is embarrassing but I umm want House Bare naked with a huge red ribbon tied around him, sitting on my bed. If 你 could really do This I would be oh oh so gratefull.
Thank-you Santa, my good old friend. Please make this happen. It means.................
Cuddy was lying in 床, 床上 on 圣诞节 mourning waiting anxiously for her present her amazing, present. She glanced around her room and there in the corner wasn't naked House but House in a santa suit. He stalked up to her 床, 床上 and pushed her head into his chest, she undid the suit, revealing the most luxerious ribbon all over Houses body.
"ooh a gift, I like that." she 说 taking his outfit off carefully.
"I like to save the wrapping." she smirked
"oh i didn' think 你 were that kindof girl." he 说 as cuddy gently untied the remarkable ribbon, throughing herself on him. 接吻 every inch of his gorgeas body, savouring the taste of his mouth and pressing her body on him. He just lay there like he was imaginary as she ran her fingers through his hair and felt his hot and heavy breath on her cheek. House moved pinning her onto the ground and covering her with all his passion he kissed her like he's never kissed her before.
"maybe 你 have changed." she breathed
"oh shut up." he 说 接吻 her with all his passion all his might. Pushing into her like hes never done before. She rolled over unable to feel her limber legs o even 移动 without hurting. But it was a good pain a pleasent pain. she looked beside her and all she could she was her drool on that letter she was trying to right, it had all been a dream, and she wished it had'nt been.
she finished writing:....... it means everything to me.
Dear Cuddy.
Yes I know I am quite old now, but 你 know I would like to make one last 圣诞节 wish. Let's say for old times sake. I really want, well it's not praticall but I really really would Like House for christmas, well that's not all I don't want House normally. Well I kindof want House, well this is embarrassing but I umm want House Bare naked with a huge red ribbon tied around him, sitting on my bed. If 你 could really do This I would be oh oh so gratefull.
Thank-you Santa, my good old friend. Please make this happen. It means.................
Cuddy was lying in 床, 床上 on 圣诞节 mourning waiting anxiously for her present her amazing, present. She glanced around her room and there in the corner wasn't naked House but House in a santa suit. He stalked up to her 床, 床上 and pushed her head into his chest, she undid the suit, revealing the most luxerious ribbon all over Houses body.
"ooh a gift, I like that." she 说 taking his outfit off carefully.
"I like to save the wrapping." she smirked
"oh i didn' think 你 were that kindof girl." he 说 as cuddy gently untied the remarkable ribbon, throughing herself on him. 接吻 every inch of his gorgeas body, savouring the taste of his mouth and pressing her body on him. He just lay there like he was imaginary as she ran her fingers through his hair and felt his hot and heavy breath on her cheek. House moved pinning her onto the ground and covering her with all his passion he kissed her like he's never kissed her before.
"maybe 你 have changed." she breathed
"oh shut up." he 说 接吻 her with all his passion all his might. Pushing into her like hes never done before. She rolled over unable to feel her limber legs o even 移动 without hurting. But it was a good pain a pleasent pain. she looked beside her and all she could she was her drool on that letter she was trying to right, it had all been a dream, and she wished it had'nt been.
she finished writing:....... it means everything to me.
Dear Cuddy.
When does 爱情 become something we need, rather than something we want? 爱情 was seen as something special a long time ago. Now 爱情 is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. 爱情 is common currency when 你 are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older 你 get. Do we not care about the substance of what 爱情 was and not what it has been made into today 由 commercialisation from American 电影院 and 电视 commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience 爱情 for real, can we 评论 and judge others who are in Love. 爱情 means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of 爱情 is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? 爱情 is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.
