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So, what brings you here?
Oh, please excuse the background noise, its always the same. It starts off with some giggling, then some slow soft sighs and moans, then then whimpering starts and then finally the full throated screams.... its always the same....
Now, where was I... oh yes...as we know, some people like the chase... the feeling of wanting to do something, unsure of what though. Then we have the ones who know exactly what they want and need.... ad they go in search of it... looking down all the holes and alleyways until they find it.... do they walk through the door??? Some do and some just scuttle off..... wanting to be so close that they could almost taste it..... but want to run and stand in the dark and just watch..... Its all really part of it isnt it. Some chase what they want.....other sit and watch.....
Sometimes... things are not as they seem.
So who am I? Maybe I am the guy in the car opposite you at the set of lights...maybe I am walking past you as you head off down the street to the supermarket..maybe I am the guy who has just walked past you in the supermarket isle... one thing is for sure though, you would never pick me as being who and what I am....
So who are you?
Oh and just to finish.........Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dogs eye
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess
Boy, youve been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down
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