winter in Genoa
By benafim
Winter in GenoaIn a street with few lamplightsshe was standing outside a barwaiting for a costumer. The night was intensely cold and in her eyes I could read the true innocence of the victimised. The hotel room was freezing we snuggled up to find warmth andwhen we did fell asleep.In the morning a pasty sun lit upthe room, “you fuck me now? she said. No dear lets have coffee.She looked relieved, smiled andkissed me tenderly.Outside I saw that she wore summer shoes so I bought her a pair of fur lined boots.She was young and very happyfelt she had to offer me her body;no dear let’s drink that coffee.She looked relieved, smiled andkissed me tenderly- Written October 9th, 2001 © on Oct 09 2001 06:51 AM PST 0 • 14
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"Winter in GenoaIn a street with few lamplightsshe was standing outside a barwaiting for a costumer. The night was intensely cold and in her eyes I could read the true innocence of the victimised. The hotel room was freezing we snuggled up to find warmth andwhen we did fell asleep.In the morning a pasty sun lit upthe room, “you fuck me now? she said. No dear lets have coffee.She looked relieved, smiled andkissed me tenderly.Outside I saw that she wore summer shoes so I bought her a pair of fur lined boots.She was young and very happyfelt she had to offer me her body;no dear let’s drink that coffee.She looked relieved, smiled andkissed me tenderly-..."