"This is a good song for dancing," my wife answered. She laughed as she grabbed Cindy's other hand and pulled her away toward the dance floor. My wife... later said that she saw the attraction between Cindy and I, but she was not attempting to separate us. She truly loves to dance, and she was hoping that Cindy would, too.Cindy smiled as she allowed herself to be pulled away, but she caught my hand and pulled me along as well.I can't tell you what the song was. It was classic rock, maybe something. Cursing the snow which made their footing unsure as they moved down the slope towards him.He didn’t flee as they expected. He just kept standing there looking at them with a strange sad expression on his face. He took a deep breath and exhaled. Even from the distance they could see his breath in the frigid air.Mathematically, the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. In the real world, a straight line is often the hardest path. Sometimes it is a particularly dangerous path.. The copilot came back and started to show us around the plane explaining what everything did and giving us details on the plane that I will never remember. What I know for sure is it has satellite TV, a full bar and a real sized bathroom, in the back. Behind the captain chairs was a double bed for an in-flight nap. It sat 12 people and the chairs could turn around and face each other. There were tables that could be mounted and you could eat or play cards or whatever you wanted. The copilot. Lately, I have been dreaming of my wonderful sexual fantasies. Some of which he is familiar with. I dreamt that I was on a boat with a woman and a man. a very masculine man with a good build, but somehow, he wasn't catching my attention. this woman sitting next to me... she was so beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. her face. her lips. her fine curves caught my undivided attention. I was desperate for her attention only to find out she wasn't interested in a woman. Not that I have.