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Nov 2012
Relaxing nights wine and flowers.
Love is priceless yet that ******* esscort service always wants to count the hours.
A kiss and a hug and please swipe here.
You may be charming Candy but your gonna bankrupt me dear.

Sure I'll go the extra mile.
But she wont have none unless my credit card is on file.
Why my dear must you tax this relationship cant you see what it's doing to me.
So what if your a esscort?
Is not love supposed to be free?

Sure you know some really kick *** tricks.
Im sure you had lots of practice .
Dealing with demented ******.

Now my times up and its your time to go.
You mean your only in it for the money and your names really not **** Magee
how would anyone ever know.

You may scratch your head and question how could this relationship ever work.
Because your naughty ******  and me a drunken ****.
Well my vice I have to say.
If this conversation is on the clock  then you really need to go the **** away.

But if in another world I wouldnt ask you to change just bring that over worked ****
and money home to me.
It's hell being a broke ***** hampster who doesnt ever get love for free.

So go on my dear ***** no need to say goodbye.
Im sure your as heartbroken as you leave me in the dust.
No im not crying it's just your porsch flung a rock into my eye.

If only the tables were turned and I had the power.
I'd say ***** *****
and charge ten thousand a hour.
Gonz  and  Roses
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