A girl innocently undressing before bed
or a whore ready to be fed
your fat cock
as you rock
her head back with force
part of the course…
Tag: poem
Lest We Forget the Importance of Freedom
During the second world war my Grandad was part of the Royal Fusiliers – London Regiment. I think he served as a lieutenant. My Mum was a young child so would have been evacuated from London.
Kismet ~ It is written in the stars
Whenever I become haunted about an event or happening and begin to ruminate I calm myself with the knowledge that kismit is a force which is always working for the good, never the bad…
Magicians & Musicians Singing the Blues
Even though I was too young to have been involved with either, if I’d been of age I certainly would have had difficultly keeping my panties…
Behind the Image ~ A story to be told
Behind the Image
Freedom ~ to be free, to be me
In 2016 I began my blog. Shortly after I incurred a leg injury – which I keep meaning to write about – so only managed
