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Post by shay on Jan 2, 2007 13:26:43 GMT -4
Through the shadows I walk, existing for only one reason. To sooth the prowlers of the night. When in need I extend my hand to sooth your soul. To be in your company, or to be your toy. I submit to your need, the price is right and my fur it's warm.
So take my hand restless stranger, tell me your needs. Show me your fantisies for they shall come true, when I take you back where I lay. In the still of the night, or in the heat of the day. Thats where I shall say, "we can play".
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Post by White Lightning on Jan 2, 2007 13:46:14 GMT -4
Awesome! Sounds like it'll be a sweet song!
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