These are my roads, grey asphalt, reddish brick,
smooth going, linking home and work. I could
traverse them blindfold, draw each single stretch
untutored, without going. There are no
Roads # 2
Ready for Ramona
One thousand horny eager men have ask to share my bed and that's just in today's e-mails
Don, James, Berry......
Ravenous with kinky out of control desires
I've had 'em all...
Dirty chrome toaster
White bread basking in red glow
Black Smoke! Now it's toast.
Rude Awakenings 1: Breakfast Time.
Scenes from a Nursing Homeby
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