Love rode 1500 miles on a grey hound bus & climbed in my window one night to surprise both of us. the pleasure of that sleepy shock has lasted a decade now or more because she is always still doing it and I am always still pleased. I do indeed like aggressive women who come half a continent just for me; I am not saying that patience is virtuous, Love like anybody else, comes to those who wait actively and leave their windows open. Anonymous submission.
Added: 5 May 2003 | Last Read: 2 Dec 2008 4:04 AM | Viewed: 3322 times
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