silverlaker

Poppy & I went shoe shopping today. Couldnt stop staring at her tits every time she held up a shoe for my approval. One adorable Diesel heel especially did it for me- all I could think of was her, pressed up against a door with those shoes on, my lips on hers, bodies smashed together, hands sliding up each others skirts.

I made Poppy buy the shoes. Naturally. We got some lip gloss and practically begged the cunts behind the counter for a few eye cream samples- they fuckin refused. We didnt care, though. Just giggled & walked off, arm in- arms that slipped into place so damn naturally! I still cant believe weve only known each other for a few weeks.

I took Poppy into my dark room and showed her some of my recent work. She was really interested and started rambling about collaborating with her paintings or somethingI told her Id love to shoot her. damn right..

Poppy left just now and my heart is beating. When we hugged goodbye, there was sooo much delicious tension. Its only a matter of time.

I wonder if she likes to get high?
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