illustrate Beverly Hills 1994 11:00 a.m. on a tuesday morning. blonde girl at my side. wearing green panties and a Smiths t-shirt. residue of a crushed E on the nightstand. used condom on the floor. sunlight a crack's width across the carpet. hot. purple walls and red trim. t.v. tuned to QVC. blood on my pillow. tiny drops. I'm naked and erect. Early morning arousal. head a fishbowl from the E. i put my hand on her. shake. she rolls over, sleep still in her eyes. what do you want? i don't know. i don't even know who she is. i want to fuck you. she smiles. takes her panties off under the covers. rolls over. sticks her ass in the air. wiggles it and giggles. here, baby. i pull the covers off get behind her and see the balls hanging right there below her hairless asshole Beverly Hills 1994 illustrate.Birth sign: Aquarius
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