Monday, January 6, 2014

Late night

I'm not going to be of much use She said I doubt that Quite to the contrary in fact I think you'll be just fine I promise I'll find Many a use for you My imagination makes it so there isn't any thing you couldn't do And Not any way I shouldn't be able to have you Have you... ever tasted the sap of mahogany? **coy smile** I didn't think so

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