I remember you well
At the stoke place hotel
You were rapping so long and so sweet
The things that we said
On the unmade bed
As the moonlight illumined the sheet
Raising two fingers to colin the boss who repressed you with the Bradford Index
You smiled and we kissed and hey never mind. It really was mindblowing sex.
RantingScienceZebra The rantings of a bitter, twisted, sometimes crippled and rather mad scientist
Saturday 14 March 2015
Stoke place hotel #2
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