Thinking Naughty

Here is what happens when me, a bikini and tequila get all mixed up. I write a naughty poem. It's titled Fire, and I wrote it right after the creepy drowning one. Your mouth on mine Your hands they trace My curves, my lines My memore erased Your tongue Your taste Sets me ablaze Wild... Continue Reading →

Burned Lady Under Garments

Of all the things in this world that I love, tax time is one of them. The reason being is that most of the year based on finances it is the only time we ever have much money. So usually all the things that we haven't purchased over the course of the last year we... Continue Reading →

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