XIX
It
was your birthday:
cheesecake,
grass, my thighs and your
condo
on St Charles
XXIII
I
went to your bed
Despite
your girlfriend and
my
disdain for you?
XXVI
My
Belleville sex-pot,
once
I had you in my sights:
inevitable! (for more of this series, click here or the link on the sidebar)
