I want to dance with you.
I don’t want to dance with you.
I enjoy dancing with you.
I don’t enjoy dancing with you.
Ask me to dance.
Don’t ask me to dance.
I like you.
I don’t like you.
Come here.
Don’t come near me.
I want to listen to you.
I don’t want to listen to you.
Tell me what I’m doing wrong.
Don’t tell me what I’m doing wrong.
Hold me close.
Don’t hold me so close.
Touch me.
Don’t touch me there.
Kiss me.
Don’t lick my ear.
July 12, 2009 at 3:30 pm
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