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There's someone in my bed, the image is blurry, so i can't quite tell i'm leaning over hoping to get a smell, Ooh! the Moet and lavender is strong The drums inside my head, so loud, Where was i last night? Did i do wrong? the draft creeping between my legs through my sheets reached out my hands felt i had nothing on beneath. Oh my! my manhood feels sore and my back burns like i fell in cactus's the uncertainty of my situation was becoming more clear but never before my bed was something i share. feeling uneasy and strange lying in bed with someone but can't remember their name or who it is. ciphering through my memories. Ah! then it clicked, I remembered why they were still here I sought my billfold, paid my dues Then. The someone disappeared.
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 1:33 AM UTC
Lady Of The Night
There's someone in my bed, the image is blurry, so i can't quite tell i'm leaning over hoping to get a smell, Ooh! the Moet and lavender is strong The drums inside my head, so loud, Where was i last night? Did i do wrong? the draft creeping between my legs through my sheets reached out my hands felt i had nothing on beneath. Oh my! my manhood feels sore and my back burns like i fell in cactus's the uncertainty of my situation was becoming more clear but never before my bed was something i share. feeling uneasy and strange lying in bed with someone but can't remember their name or who it is. ciphering through my memories. Ah! then it clicked, I remembered why they were still here I sought my billfold, paid my dues Then. The someone disappeared.
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Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 1:33 AM UTC
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