It had had been forged with my name writ in the fibers, cast with my name etched in the mold, packaged and stored with my name cording its iron-spiraled shaft, waiting, waiting, waiting for years just to fulfill its singular purpose, to cut through the fabric of chance and circumstance and meet me at the end of both our lives
. “April?” I mused.
Amateur Ssbbw. "
"Don't want to see Stratford, that's for sure," he said, "Only finished there 6 weeks ago, doubt if the bed is cold yet.
It had had been forged with my name writ in the fibers, cast with my name etched in the mold, packaged and stored with my name cording its iron-spiraled shaft, waiting, waiting, waiting for years just to fulfill its singular purpose, to cut through the fabric of chance and circumstance and meet me at the end of both our lives
. “April?” I mused.
Amateur Ssbbw. "
"Don't want to see Stratford, that's for sure," he said, "Only finished there 6 weeks ago, doubt if the bed is cold yet.
It had had been forged with my name writ in the fibers, cast with my name etched in the mold, packaged and stored with my name cording its iron-spiraled shaft, waiting, waiting, waiting for years just to fulfill its singular purpose, to cut through the fabric of chance and circumstance and meet me at the end of both our lives
. “April?” I mused.
Amateur Ssbbw. "
"Don't want to see Stratford, that's for sure," he said, "Only finished there 6 weeks ago, doubt if the bed is cold yet.
