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springfield giumarra
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast 
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I remember those giumarra eyes like they were soot color velvet and how she did her hair too I said it was like night falling down over the olive of her lovely bronze and she would smile over her shoulder watching me watch her charms as she demonstrated her things to come and let the devil shirt lose buttons before she put it over my mind with her following close behind leaving her rings on my bar sometimes so I had to visit her in the afternoon when he was still at the parlors with his coin counting countesses now she speaks of the springfield and how I did lights for their songs and made her make herself available although she knew of the dangers but they seemed so temporary afterward once she became addicted to our pain _____________ daark |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
"although she knew of the dangers but they seemed so temporary afterward" Yes. Isn't that how it is? Tasting the forbidden never was so good when the chance of being found out was there. I truly believe women who play this dangerous game get more out of it than do us guys. It's an inner quality they have and we can't quite climb. Oh, we are delighted with tasting the sweet wine, but women, in my opinion, taste it on entirely another level. Enjoyed this. ~ Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.--Will Rogers ~ |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
lol...thanks JP...I was just the bartender that took her home and dropped her off a few times after she got too far into the rock groups, like the springfield, chicago, the doors and a few others..never touched the product and promised her I would always say that.. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Well, again I didn't know what the hell you were writing about. ~ Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.--Will Rogers ~ |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
once upon a time in a far off land...I tended bar and did light shows for rock bands...some of them mentioned above....a mysterious lovely who was part of a wine family worth millions..would leave things at the bar...I would take them over to the ranch on occasional afternoons so her father/husband/brothers didn't realize her addicton to the lifestyle...true story number 468... |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
once she became addicted to our pain It's so strange, but there can indeed be that kind of addiction.  She left things ... the notice of charms must have been reciprocal, so she got distracted.Another amazing read! Love, Margherita |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
thank you ms mar...you smile me |
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