~ my boiz came to the office with my sugar bowl... (that's Z ...er...
babyfatz). "This is were daddy sits..." etc...
Then we went to the kiddies fav restaurant (lose interpretation of the word there) ... Micky D's.
A nice break up in the middle of the day... :D
Now? I'm going home...
~ thinking about nails that shine like justice...
~ thinking about lips that make my knees weak...
~ trying desperately not to think about that little triangle of fabric at the back of a satin thong like an arrow pointing at a great ass.
it's coming closer,
the flames are now licking my body,
wont you help me,
I feel like I'm slipping away,
it's hard to breath,
my chest is a'heaving,
lord have mercy...
oh yeah... hunka hunka... burning love!!!
Later skaters.
