kiss the key
Lock the door, kiss the key, throw it through her mailslot.
Turn around just as the noon gun goes off.
Sun-coloured leaves scatter across the street. Nothing will go wrong today.
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Lock the door, kiss the key, throw it through her mailslot.
Turn around just as the noon gun goes off.
Sun-coloured leaves scatter across the street. Nothing will go wrong today.
Comments
Phil, you are the consummate dirty boy! I have a whole new appreciation for you. Not that I underestimated you. Performer, sound tech, grammarian, flirt: is there anything you can't do (wink)?
O.K. Words of advice on threesomes: it's all about the politics of inclusion. People bolt because they feel left out or secondary (women are socially programmed to feel insecure in my opinion). I've had five threesomes and the only one that didn't work out was when my (ex) boyfriend couldn't deal with me giving head to another man so he ran out of the room and freaked. The other four were girl-girl-guy and they worked out spendidly. BTW, I agree that Haligonians aren't terribly liberated, but two of the abovementioned encounters occurred here. Could it be that your "partners" are too young to deal with it? Just a thought.
xo
Posted by: Elle | November 6, 2003 08:21 PM
mmmm...so pretty, philip.
Posted by: roo | November 7, 2003 01:18 AM
rooooo
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Posted by: phi. | November 7, 2003 12:42 PM