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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
tale of the exquisite moroccan tea glass katerina whisks into the room carrying an exquisite white morrocan tea glass trimmed with gold, her dress swirling elegantly like ballerinas pirouetting gracefully across the stage, all eyes scrutinising her every movement as she glides across the floor towards the handsome prince standing regally by his virgin bride dressed in glistening white. as she had always been taught, katerina curtsies daintily before the royal bloods. in one graceful movement she dips down, rises up and throws the tea glass at the prince covering him in hot tea. the exquisite moroccan tea glass spins as it makes its speedy way to the floor, smashing into little fragments. the courtiers gasp in horror at her boldness. katerina whispers into the ears of the virgin bride who trembles in disbelief and anger at the revelation, and serves the prince a stinging slap before storming out. with a smile of content, katerina glides across the room and pirouettes out. the courtiers start to whisper among themselves. there's nothing better than a royal scandal to begin a day with.  my new treasures from husk   belly dancing with veils Alysia S. procrastinated again @ 2:30 pm 
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