Date Range
Date Range
Date Range
Coffee cups, whiskey pegs, old books,. Your skin your breasts and the ridge of the ribs. Dear girl, from past, recent and distant. Stop waiting,love, you have no fear. The night has passed, the day aged to perfection. The amber evening comes slow and long. It knows you want soft touch on stiff flesh. Let it, let it, on you, around, inside you. Open your bronzed thighs and fill the world. With the aroma of your hesitant lust and want.
Friday, September 9, 2011. Richard Lee of The Quick and the Ed. Where they need extra help? .
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Wake me up when monsoon ends. Monsoons are always a hard time for me. No, not because of how romantic they are and how my heart yearns for a special someone. Monsoons are good for chai, and the only time this weather makes me sigh wistfully and wish there was someone special is when I have to get up and make my own tea. The second day is slightly annoying. Why has it not stopped raining? The gloomy grey that engulfs you. The constant patter of rain battering down on eardrums, like a bad.