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 Long-haired, clad in sheer OTC's, white, and beige briefs, he lounged about my room that sunlit Saturday; and when I could not bear these te... [read more] |
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Were you also there, on I-Seventy, K-Bone, at dusk that November twenty-third?--- my father's car, always brand new (even the tires' tread),... [read more] |
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. . . now it is high time to awake out of sleep: for now is our salvation nearer than when we believed. The night is far spent, the da... [read more] |
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Naked with me in this sunlit, romantic place, C-Wave puts on new, sheer tan pantyhose: the softness that ensheathes his soles and toes, he g... [read more] |
 There was a young man whose dream Was to play for a pro sports team He went for the Bucks After 6 years said 'This sucks' 'Jump... [read more] |
 Tears are the ultimate catharsis- a release of emotions repressed. It's a purging of feelings in a physical form. ... [read more] |
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There is a young man named Doug Who by accident took the wrong drug He said 'I feel awful Did I do something unlawful?' He feels sad,... [read more] |