

Rude story - untitled as yetI was having a smoko when I first saw her. I was working as a bouncer in a sleazy brothel in LA at the time – City of Angels indeed. The place was run down at the time, but I had high hopes for it at the time. Anyway, I was talking about this woman I raped. She was young – couldn’t have been more than thirteen or fourteen, but she was absolutely gorgeous. I had to have her. Her brilliant blue-grey eyes, shadowed by thick lashes, her deep red lips, the thin aquiline nose, and the natural optimistic tilt of her head all screamed at my primitive, sex-seeking brain. It was like Helen of Troy, Cleopatra and Aphrodite all rolled into one easily hanRude story - untitled as yet
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all the beuty is there in and out just look
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so I'm a writer that can't spell. I'm an artist that can't make a straight line. My reality is mostly fantasy to evryone else. I'm not entirly sure i ever had a mind to lose. life for me is as simple as I breath....I belive.... I AM!
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No his mind is not for rent, to any god or government. Always hopeful yet discontent. He knows changes aren't permanent, but change is.
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Insert a witty or thought provoking comment here.
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No his mind is not for rent, to any god or government. Always hopeful yet discontent. He knows changes aren't permanent, but change is.
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