Bedtime story?
Yes, please.
She stubs out her cigarette in the brown glass ashtray, then settles herself against him, ear to his chest. She likes to hear his voice this way, as if it begins not in his throat but in his body, like a hum or a growl, or like a voice speaking from deep underground. Like the blood moving through her own heart.
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I just realized instead of playing name the sex toys like krista(which has been much fun btw) I can dump my purse and play "can you name this pill"
Yes, please.
She stubs out her cigarette in the brown glass ashtray, then settles herself against him, ear to his chest. She likes to hear his voice this way, as if it begins not in his throat but in his body, like a hum or a growl, or like a voice speaking from deep underground. Like the blood moving through her own heart.
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I just realized instead of playing name the sex toys like krista(which has been much fun btw) I can dump my purse and play "can you name this pill"
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I love your photos, miss. With your words, they are candy for my soggy spirit.
Another hot pic!!!! The black hair and white knickers make for a hot contrast!
later
J
[Edited on Apr 02, 2003]