Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Nice piece of arse. This guy had. I followed him down Elgin a bit mesmerised by the way he filled his jeans. Like a puppy being lead along by a choice cut of meat, or a kid in a shop shown candy. The sun shone, the sky was blue. I didn't want to be any where but here. Maybe I'm a fool? But it is what you know, ain't that the truth. I'm not proud. Just trying to get fit, in the fresh air, around the block. I spend too many hours in doors, so what ever gets you out, is worth more... a second look. Score. Pull your tongue in, don't drool.

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