Passing Strangers
Meet me at the station. Make sure you are alone. You shall know me by my shade. And the smell of my cologne. There we'll share a secret. Perhaps a christian name. Nothing else is needed.
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Meet me at the station. Make sure you are alone. You shall know me by my shade. And the smell of my cologne. There we'll share a secret. Perhaps a christian name. Nothing else is needed.
Days passed, they met daily, chatting and flirting... It felt so wrong... This playing away. Scott wished every night that she would just stay.
We know this is wrong We know it's gone on far too long We know we should be strong We know the effects of lusts sharp prongs Entwined in deceit Yet the same things we repeat You sliding me to the...
They met first at the tennis club The Lathams and Pryces, A heady mix of forty love Served up surprising vices: Husband, wife in different pair - A mutual understanding.
" don't go," I cried.
#darknursery Pat-a-cock, pat-a-cock: Make it rise. The poor old baker's In for a surprise. The baker's wife Is sowing her oats She kneads it ... She needs it. The baker's a scrote.
Levels of Hell I never meant for it to go this far. The truth is, I was happily engaged to Sammy, my boyfriend of nearly a year and a half, when I did it. I landed my first Broadway role.