As she gazed in the mirror at her crimson lips. She knew her man wouldn't be able to resist. Her perfume she placed strategically. Behind her ear , her thighs and behind her knees. She placed her diamonds in her ears. And reflected on the passing years. The misletoe was fine for Christmas, but tonight when the clock struck Twelve would be momentus. She draped her neck with her diamond necklace. And one last time she powdered her lovely face. Her hair piled high with curls escaping. And now her slinky dress she was draping. Garter belt compliments of Victoria's secrets. Silk stocking covering her generous thighs... a twinkle in her big brown eyes. Yes tonight would be something special. The misletoe was fine for Christmas, but tonight she was sure he wouldn't forget this. She lotioned her hands as she had her legs and feet. Slipped into her Prada's that fit her so neat. A sip of Bubbly before she departed. For this brown vixen the party had already started. She puffed her spliff one last time. And finished her bubbly just in time. The doorbell rang in perfect melody. The twinkle in her eye saying someones here for me. One last primp before she made her grand entrance. The misletoe was fine for Christmas, but tonight was alive with the thought of that perfect "KISS". He looked divine in his Tuxedo, a rose in his hand and a smile on his face. Everything proper and everything in place. He started to smile as she floated down the staircase. The smile now seemed to cover his whole face. A limo tonight as they planned to come home safely. Nothing to good for my baby and me! The ride to the Party was cozy and quiet. As she nibbled on canapes and forgot about a diet. The Ballroom was crowded but elegant. He ushered her gallantly to a table in front. The misletoe was fine for a Christmas kiss, but nothing would replace the memory of this. Dinner, entertainment and dancing and laughter. But, the real party she knew would start after. Five minutes and counting the crowd seemed to sizzle as bottles of champagne popped , poured and fizzled. They always tickled her nose as the pungent but sweet taste of the Cristal arose. His arm around her as he nuzzled her neck. She felt her self tingle she didn't know what to expect. The count down began as they sang "AULD ANGE SYNE" an old German melody from someplace in time. He lifted her chin, she licked her lips, she smelled his cologne as he leaned into the kiss. All the while the crowd was cheering, the new year now here and the kisses were searing. Soft and then deeper their tongues danced like a waltz. The misletoe was fine for their first Christmas kiss... but nothing on earth would ever compare to the NEW YEARS KISS!!!!!!!!!!! BJS(C)2003 HAPPY NEW YEAR!