The Unthankful:
The He:
He might be demonstrated as Unthankful as he marches off to war............
You were wearing a pink onesies on your death bed.... I carried you out into the bright sunshine......
You cried out.... for the sun hurt your eyes... you wanted your shades....... and pain pills....
You also wanted me to do nasty things to you.
I was considering to oblige.
Some how I felt poorly...... I'm Sorry for all the yesterdays....... can you forgive me?
I am pretty sure I would have though... had I not woken up, drat.
You said you liked the taste.
Amends and kisses..... and fucking you when you had a broken foot in a cast.
A bad kicker. Lets do it again.
For Sale... Nightly Rate.
The Unthankful:
First wives........
Are you done yet?
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