Friday, November 27, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
She is waiting for the train,steady, conscious, a bit shy, but not so embarrassed; and I have seen a fairy, a marmaid, looking so bright even at its dark complexion, not so surprised as she was aware of my presence, just right round her head, and I overwhelmed with an uncanny joy on her recognitions.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Thursday, November 12, 2009
She's on my lap, hugged and I can feel the heat, pleasant; I kissed her with a lust that she's an ocean full of flowers: her lips I suck as it is the last time I can; And she 's trying to hold mine as that is her right, so tight that painful for me, as well as uncanny. I grip the nipple with a hope that it can absorb the whole thing that I have; and she mouth my down to lick the cap with a gentle posture.