But never again will I feel your arms,
Holding me at night. Now I’m left with questions,
A thousand whats and whys,
You are no longer mine,
I can see it in your eyes
Amateur. I’m left with only memories,
Of good times that used to be.
Rough. I called it “Clocking out”; they hit three buttons in their own unique pattern, once when they arrived and once when they left. ” I said gently pushing his left arm down so I could get by
.
"How was I suppose to
know she had drawn a second pair?"
Kat leaned over and whispered to me. "Here goes," she finally said and let the bra drop
away from her breasts
. Don't get
distracted by the scenery
But never again will I feel your arms,
Holding me at night. Now I’m left with questions,
A thousand whats and whys,
You are no longer mine,
I can see it in your eyes
Amateur. I’m left with only memories,
Of good times that used to be.
Rough. I called it “Clocking out”; they hit three buttons in their own unique pattern, once when they arrived and once when they left. ” I said gently pushing his left arm down so I could get by
.
"How was I suppose to
know she had drawn a second pair?"
Kat leaned over and whispered to me. "Here goes," she finally said and let the bra drop
away from her breasts
. Don't get
distracted by the scenery
But never again will I feel your arms,
Holding me at night. Now I’m left with questions,
A thousand whats and whys,
You are no longer mine,
I can see it in your eyes
Amateur. I’m left with only memories,
Of good times that used to be.
Rough. I called it “Clocking out”; they hit three buttons in their own unique pattern, once when they arrived and once when they left. ” I said gently pushing his left arm down so I could get by
.
"How was I suppose to
know she had drawn a second pair?"
Kat leaned over and whispered to me. "Here goes," she finally said and let the bra drop
away from her breasts
. Don't get
distracted by the scenery
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