A good buzz

Nothing harder, When a driver, Experienced, Not discussing golf, Women my fortè, Alone I be, Satisfying alone, Soft butch lesbian, When wish to feel, Vibrator in hand, Never fails, Pussy in lap, Will bever wander away, Lays right on spot, No , Go away, No, Damn Cat! Buzz kill!

Where are the single Saphros gone,

In my heart I here the old song from the sixties, All around me thunder rumbles in the sky, Seeking friends, Of my community, Not dalliances, Not men, Seeking quiet times, Movies, Driving roads not traveled, Horse play, Potlucks, Game of gin, Gentlemen Jack but not like the straight actresses, Hello, Calling the softer sex,Continue reading “Where are the single Saphros gone,”

People are like potatoes

Russets, golden,white, sweet , over cooked, then meally, too dry sometimes burnt. Women are that way in a way special not all the typical way. All lovely in their way I assume if you lean toward various nuances you will understand love holds no boundry. Race is like an idology has no place in loveContinue reading “People are like potatoes”

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