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Let me walk the streets, My soul now cold, Let me live between sheets, For I am now sold. Here is my body, My love will cost more, my life we'll embody, Dead to the core.
Her stockings slipped past her knee, A cheeky smile threw from her rouged lips, He glanced to the clock, An hour left at most, She stepped between his legs, Tantalising, teasing, tempting, "Please...
#acrostic #demimonde. Demented sick twisted. Everybody this girls hedonistic. Mystic in her intrinsic displays. Insatiable is her appetite of. Men and their wage. Occupational health hazard.
The soft, airbrushed skin. The bleached, straightened, blowdried hair. The heavy lipstick smeared on.
Two jobless spongers Ignorant to the life they lead Ones shooting up crack The other shotting speed What else do they need.
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.
#colour. #acorns. The luscious Ruby Dazzler was a stripper of repute. And she spent her evenings dressed in her birthday suit. She really was a beauty, best of 'em by a mile.
Yes that's what they call me. But it's really only a living. We all do something for money. Just wish they'd be more forgiving. The only thing I was ever good at. Not much at school but not thick.
#halloweenparty. #acorns. The night is young. The street is dark. Here is where. I make my mark. Check my make up. In the glass. My skirt's too short. Just hides my ass. Try to get. A man's attention.
She sits in the window. With her ruby painted lips. Red light shining down. Swaying her voluptuous hips. Programmed to please. They stop and stare. Marvel at her sensuality.
#nightdwellers A steel cage, Where I am slave Bars of rage And silent rave. Luminescent drinks That swirl in your glass The soul sinker sinks As my youth does pass.
"Variety's the spice of life" Thass wot Our Madame says "Don't wanna end up 'jus' some wife' Shacked up wiv a bloke called Wes!" An' so I give me all each night, I put on quite a show I makes em...
Blood dripped down her wrists, her tears staining her porcelain face. Soul tugged, and ripped inside, my eyes looking at the girl I could not save.
She dressed up in her short top and dress, No, Just bra and panties she thought, Out she goes, To the club, 'Ok show me all you've got hun' the boss yells, She begins to spin round the pole, Her head...
# dark nursery THE QUEEN OF HEARTS SHE SOLD HER TARTS ON STREET CORNERS BY NIGHT AND DAY £10 FOR A SHOW, £20 FOR A BLOW, OR £30 FOR ALL THE WAY THEN ONE NIGHT A MAN PAID £50, BUT THE GIRL WENT...
She sank alone into despair, Her make-up smudged, Grease through her hair. A painted smile she'd learnt to fake, To cover up her poor heart ache.
The luscious Ruby Dazzler. Was a stripper of repute. And she spent her evenings. In her birthday suit. She really was a beauty. Best of 'em by a mile. Ruby Dazzler took the stage.
EXPLICIT CONTENT -Not for under 18's Sung to the rythym and Lyrics of Ganster sexy by hollywood undead.
The night is young. The street is dark. Here is where. I make my mark. Check my make up. In the glass. My skirt's too short. Just hides my ass. Try to get. A man's attention.
A boy and his date were parked on a back road some distance from town, doing what boys and girls do on back roads some distance from town, when the girl stopped the boy.
“Tell me how much you're enjoying this” said Jacob as he was getting close to finishing his “duty” for the night. “More...” was heard from Mr.
She sold herself a pound at a time - we're talking flesh here. It was funny back when she still laughed, now its just funny how things turned out.
When the day starts turnin' Into night it's confusing When you say you've got to go.
Ok so i quit I'm so sick of this job last caller wanted me to discus crapping with him i kid you not. How do guys get so weird?. How is that a turn on?!..