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Feast.

In Alarias eyes lies
a roast lamb mountain
on a sea of the worlds
bestest gravy.

Between her thighs
lies peas pudding pies,
and Cornish pasties,

crimped, and savoury.

Obi.

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Best read with an expensive, clean, crisp Whisky.
In the company of a cheap dirty whore.

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I don't drink anymore, and I don't think my wife would like the noises coming from my room, but I will oblige, whilst looking at cheap films from the internet and a puff of some great stuff. Will that do?
~ Geez.
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It seems that the days and hours that people
are available for chatroom are staggered and
not a good match for most everyone. How about
if everyone just shows up at the door, whenever
they have a few free minutes?

a goodly amount of Scottish brekky on my travels there, but I think I would have been (very) hard pressed to find a woman as delicious as you describe....hmm...unless you count...what was her name...hm...I can only remember her perfume now...dang, you are nasty.

Thomas

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...so like my lost dreams...the flood

Those of us that age well --
Thank those of you that don't !!

Obi.

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