Sound Booth: Blowing

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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Blowing

I think of you almost every two hours. My mind races, lips get dry. I lick them slowly. The anticipation of feeling the roundness of your filter on my mouth is torture. Whipping you out of your case as fast and as gentle as I can. I can taste and smell your desire to be consumed. The fire is lit. I... Sign in to see full entry.

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I have always had people call me and tell me their life stories. The thing is, I can't Get a Word in edgewise. Are you tired of listening without being able to speak? If so, Welcome to Sound Booth!!!!! Sound off. What are YOUR issues. If you have any.

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