Last spring, when I saw the Beauty in display in a fancy brothel, I was shocked.
Shameless public Beauty unveiling my secrets... a strange mixture of joy and sadness.
Joy to know that beauty was thinking of me...
Sadness because she did not have enough confidence to write... Simply ... paper, ink, envelope and stamp...
But the joy was the greatest. I tried to tell her that she could trust me. For now she is too weak to trust anyone.
arbresistance 2 years ago
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Last spring, when I saw the Beauty in display in a fancy brothel, I was shocked.
Shameless public Beauty unveiling my secrets... a strange mixture of joy and sadness.
Joy to know that beauty was thinking of me...
Sadness because she did not have enough confidence to write... Simply ... paper, ink, envelope and stamp...
But the joy was the greatest. I tried to tell her that she could trust me. For now she is too weak to trust anyone.
arbresistance 2 years ago