Never would have thought
By Schitzo
denocement, confusion, sweet soft smells, of your beautiful body. As we lay, here on this comfertable couch. You let me hold you like no other. No regrets, we both are overwelmed with joy for what happned. I have always thought anything was possible, with you, but I never believed it would happen. Written March 18th, 2002 © on Mar 18 2002 10:00 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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