2004-12-02 - 4:23 p.m.
she gasped and fell to her knees

last night...

ooh damn girl i've been getting off on that all day today.

in that sense you're a bit like drugs. last night... mmm. surveying the damage in the morning, i realized that your boot (ooh yes) had swiped and, lamentably, destroyed the seagull of love pro-pitcher gave me months ago. but it doesn't matter. you climbed over onto me and then it was all over and i was taken just like at the theater and good jesus woman let me get you naked and fuck you on the kitchen table and just please kiss me all night long at every red light in the state.

i want to see you right now so i can fuck you senseless.

ooh, you touch my tra-la-la... mmm, my ding-ding-dong