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On the Road for Tea
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On the Road for Tea On the Road for Tea "You dress like a police officer" one of those pieces of advice she did offer and obviously such an utterance was true for more than one comment I knew how I appeared to be other than I am so no hope for me to play sacrificial lamb instead she went out and down the street to peruse and find and set up a meet to collect some tea leaves we could burn and such a normal day to take such a turn more Jack Kerouac-ian on the road than the usual chores with which my life load sipping Pabst Blue from a tall sippy mug less obvious than a stein pint or Toby Jug still<b> illegal </font></b>in the street in the state in which we stood here I was being happily lead from good her breath was beer and smoke and desire I didn't need another puff to get higher whatever she thought herself she was Venus and in her kisses proved her musical genius set a beat and rhythm in our embrace leading me to more kisses pulsing chase Fields of Gold playing by Sting as we merged melted and did our thing from morning to just past dusk we met and lived and loved and lust then parting I remembered who I was and wondered if that was reason or cause for a tightening in my shrunken Grinchy heart as she and I on fragrant smoke clouds did part. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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days many, then one day to play. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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