Twas the Night Before...

Newsletter: Dec 19, 2011

Dear Members,

There is one more party this Friday prior to the Big NYE Weekend...  Be sure to stop on out this Friday Night because we are celebrating member appreciation night.  Everyone gets in FREE before 9pm.  Below is a story that we wrote back in Dec 2005 and are preprinting it for you this year...

'Twas the night before Princeton, when all through the house 
Every creature was stirring, even my mouse; 
The condoms were hung by the chimney with care, 
In hopes that St. Good Ass soon would be there; 
The swingers were nestled all snug in their beds, 
While visions of nipples danced in their light heads; 
When out on the dance floor there arose such a clatter, 
we all sprang from the Red Room to see what was the matter. 
Away from the Group Room we flew like a flash, 
Tore open my shirt and threw off my hat sash. 
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear, 
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer, 
She turned toward us in an silvery flash
I knew in a moment it must be  Saint Good Ass 
More rapid than eagles her coursers they came, 
And she whistled, and shouted, and called them all names; 
"Now, Fuckher! now, Dancer! now, Prancer and Titsen! 
On, Cumet! or Cupid! on, Ponder and Blitzen! 
To the top of the stage! and off all the walls! 
Now dash away! dash away! dash down the damn Hall!" 
She passed out lube for an evening of Fun 

And filled our toys with new batteries to run 
So up to the G-stop the penises they flew, 
With the sleigh full of toys, and a Sybian too. 
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof 
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. 
She took her hand and was spinning around
Down to her vagina she moaned with a sound. 

She was dressed all in fur, from her head to her feet, 
Her clothes were all wet from dancing beep beep; 
A bundle of toys she had flung to our feet, 
Her eyes -- how they twinkled! her fingers were merry! 
Her cheeks were like roses, and her nose smelled like cherry! 
Her droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, 
And the tips of her nails were as white as snow; 
She shaved and primped and flossed all her teeth, 
And when she stood up we fell from our feet 
She pointed a finger to her navel on her belly, 
That shook, when she laughed like a bowlful of jelly. 
She was gorgeous and plump, a right jolly round ass, 
And we all smiled and thought such a playful young lass
A wink from her eye and a twist of her head, 
She gave us a hard smack dab on our bed

She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work, 
And filled all the drink orders; then turned with a jerk, 
And laying her finger aside of her nose, 
And giving a nod, up the chimney she rose; 
She sprang to her sleigh, to her team gave a whistle, 
And away they all flew like down on a pistol. 
But I heard her exclaim, ere she drove out of sight, 
"Happy Princeton to all, and to all a good fucking night." 
From all of us at Princeton, Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and a Safe, 
Happy and Prosperous New Year... 
RK and entire Staff of The Princeton Club 

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