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Viewing the local antiquities
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Viewing the local antiquities. My own secret life. When my love swears that she is made of truth. I do believe her, though I know she lies,. That she might think me some untutor'd youth,. Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Mdash; William Shakespeare. My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground. I walk in my hide, walk naked from her rented bed through her hall to her efficiency kitchen, as if I were at home; as if I had all the time in the world; as if we were lovers. Big hug -la petite.
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Viewing the local antiquities
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Viewing the local antiquities. My own secret life. When my love swears that she is made of truth. I do believe her, though I know she lies,. That she might think me some untutor'd youth,. Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Mdash; William Shakespeare. Goodbye, my friends! Angel, of Dunkin' Donuts, grasping her midriff overspill in both hands. Posted by John Psmyth •. 3/05/2007 06:50:00 PM •. All, all are sleeping. Along the briny beach. And she must lie in it. Angel cries out a name. I think of you.
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Saratoga (2nd Ed)
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Big Board Games For Everyone. Big Board Game Sets. Why Big Board Games. View Cart (0 items - $0.00. Includes: the Map and 160 Counters for the game using an enlarged version of the 2006 artwork. Choose an option…. Rolled Set ( $160.00. Mounted Set ( $200.00. Category: Big Board Game Sets. This Big Board Game. Extra set of Counters 30.00. Big Board Game Sets. Are NOT a complete game. A copy of the game from the publisher is required to play. The Sets do not include Rules, Scenarios, Player Aid Car...Publi...
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Viewing the local antiquities
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Viewing the local antiquities. My own secret life. When my love swears that she is made of truth. I do believe her, though I know she lies,. That she might think me some untutor'd youth,. Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Mdash; William Shakespeare. No such roses see I in her cheeks. Mdash;but you have to pay more because it is my apartment.". Bare feet: muscled calves: aging belly: creased neck: spotty complexion: She. Smiles. I swell. I don't have a job.". She heats and swells. She drapes ...
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Viewing the local antiquities
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Viewing the local antiquities. My own secret life. When my love swears that she is made of truth. I do believe her, though I know she lies,. That she might think me some untutor'd youth,. Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Mdash; William Shakespeare. Today Angel asked me for money. Because her slipped disk means she's unable to work. I don't have it; but if I did have it, would I give it? It's OK. I sent too much home.". Posted by John Psmyth •. 1/12/2007 08:19:00 PM •. At January 23, 2007 3:23 PM.
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Viewing the local antiquities
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Viewing the local antiquities. My own secret life. When my love swears that she is made of truth. I do believe her, though I know she lies,. That she might think me some untutor'd youth,. Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Mdash; William Shakespeare. Posted by John Psmyth •. 4/30/2007 06:49:00 AM •. WARNING: This blog contains explicit language and images. While not pornography, any American under 17 must have permission of parent or legal guardian to browse. All, all are sleeping. I think of you.
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Viewing the local antiquities
http://alacarte.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-time.html
Viewing the local antiquities. My own secret life. When my love swears that she is made of truth. I do believe her, though I know she lies,. That she might think me some untutor'd youth,. Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Mdash; William Shakespeare. But not this time. Like Noah I sent out a bird that never returned. My whole body stiff, while head down eyes closed I lean with my left hand on the shower’s wall, with my right hand jerking, jerking, jerking:. Posted by John Psmyth •. At February 09...
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GOD'S WIFE: 07/2004
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The Story of a Sex Worker. July 29, 2004. Note: I have been accused of being stereotypical because of my tale of abuse. This is a little insulting. Things usually become a stereotype because they’re common.). Can I help you? Said a man with acne on his cheeks and a name tag that said, "Mark.". I'm just looking," I said. He looked disappointed, maybe even a little disgusted, and walked away. Apologize to the man," said the guard. I said apologize.". The security guard applied more pressure. Look, I'll tel...
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Viewing the local antiquities
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Viewing the local antiquities. My own secret life. When my love swears that she is made of truth. I do believe her, though I know she lies,. That she might think me some untutor'd youth,. Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Mdash; William Shakespeare. Is this your first time"? Do you have children? Smarter than some, not so smart as others.". What is your job? It would be hard to explain. Information technology.". What is your name? Posted by John Psmyth •. 2/02/2007 08:02:00 PM •. I think of you.
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Viewing the local antiquities
http://alacarte.blogspot.com/2007/01/yet-well-i-know-that-music-hath-far.html
Viewing the local antiquities. My own secret life. When my love swears that she is made of truth. I do believe her, though I know she lies,. That she might think me some untutor'd youth,. Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Mdash; William Shakespeare. Yet well I know that music hath a far more pleasing sound. Angel clicks on the boombox because of the neighbors. My knees sink deep into the mattress. The bedframe creaks creaks creaks. The headboard bang bangs bangs the wall. All, all are sleeping.
