Eeksy-Peeksy

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Thursday, August 21, 2003

Orbits

At a table behind me a girl in low-slung blue, done for the night, pushes tits at all comers. She's outdone her moonish friend, though the friend, the one with the eyes, will attract a better clutch. Between them the tide rises. Both are toothing at the skins of their underlips and chuckling.

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