A memory.

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By eleanor maslen

I heard you call me once, do you remember that day? I popped the wheel on my harley, you asked me to stay. The rain was pretty heavy, as you pushed your body close, as i licked and bit from your tummy to your nose. You told me i was wild, and had to be tamed, 10 points for effort mind, but you were just another game. You told me i was that girl, your mother warned you about. My lips red as berrys, as i made you shout. My name fell so softly off your clamy lips, as your hands hung limply on my naked hips. i told you i could show you things, you didnt know could be, and in that night so closely you saw the whole of me. i woke up before you stirred, and fix that damaged wheel. I dont think i gave you, the chance for your heart to heal. You should of listened to your mother they always know best, im just another girl, who slept a night-time on your chest.

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September 5, 2011 20:43lance

yr such a moms girl

September 6, 2011 06:47eleanor maslen

im a mums girl? how did you work that out smarty pants?

March 3, 2013 03:07Natural_beauty_Ashe

beautifully written