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Two Years (2)


Here’s the link to the first part, if you missed it.

       So she cursed, bloodthirsty
       Needing a quick fix
       Just a pint
       Across the bar sat just what she needed
       A young handsome piece of cake 
       Her mind became full all of a sudden
       What she would do to him?
       Where she would start?
       Where she would do it?
       She had to lure him away
       Her looks are convincing enough
       She takes her first step…
      “You gonna buy me a drink or just stare at my ass?”

         By Paul iK.


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