Like a proud stag prancing on a hilltop, possibly in front of the rising sun I am in season. While the Peruvian lovely is somewhere over the Atlantic other women are circling, they are after me.
Last night I got a text from a girl I met at a party (The Bridge Jones-a-like) saying how she had a double bed available should I wish to come around. I also got an email from another girl asking me if I'd like to go over for supper and that if I wanted I could 'do anything to her' I don't think she was suggesting a new haircut and possibly a better use of warm colours in her wardrobe.
It's really rather unexpected.
1 comment:
These women are no ladies!
Go for it.
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