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Year For Sweetness and Dogs Will Tate an explanation For the past few months I've been worried that I haven't been writing enough. I decided I want to find a way to ensure that I practice everyday.

I remember when Thundercats was on TV And I was still young. I remember when Staying up late was a thrill, "Doop was Number #1 And food was just food, I could eat what I wanted; Not hate myself for

I called, but you weren't there. The tone just hovered in the air for a moment then plunged right down to wherever these things go. Still, I stared at the thing dumbly for a dead-minute before putting it back down: expecting you to change your mind, perhaps ' decide after all this mess that you aren't really dead.

I had one of those only-a-dream moments, and woke to find an empty pillow next to me.

At times I find my sanity...

Chapter 11 Two strangers in bed Joe woke first, amazed to find a warm sleeping naked body next to him, he didn't know what do do but felt a familiar stirring in his cock, and nudged the figure of polly with his cock, bringing her around, she turned to face him and kissed him, their morning breath was forgotten by both as their tongues explored eachother's mouths, they grinded against each-other. moved with eachother, Polly expertly found a condom, opened it, and placed in on Joe's cock, without disrupting the moment, she wasn't going to cum this morning, but wanted him inside her, wanted a quick shag, she moved him on top of her, and gasped as he entered her, he had been very quick last night, she expected that, he hadn't had sex for 2 or 3 years, and she didn't care as he had gone down on her and she had orgasmed 3 or 4 times before she guided him into her. She held him tighter as she felt him shudder as he orgasmed, good start to your day she thought to herself. They kissed again, and joe rolled out of her and onto his back

This is the one published in the current issue of Iota.

Curtains of suburbia, switch off your halos!

Warning - references to Rimbaud