Wednesday, 23 March 2011

Sex


I found out his name was Vinny, quite fitting I thought. I remembered him with a big white beard.  At first I thought he was harmless because his boots were so clean, but there was something about the way he looked at me that made me nervous. His cheeks burned with secrets, that I’m sure I would have find if I had followed him this morning. Luckily I was in a rush to get the meat for lunch.

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