Non-Erotic PoetryMeasure For Measuremy old boss said she could tell which way a man's dick hung just by watching him walk toward her. she saw more men from behind and in the dark. she loved rovers truckers and carnies with impossibly long cocks and little time to spend. she loved men with accents and families to go home to. for a decade she had phone sex with the same stranger every weekday at noon.
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