2.2.25

into the telephone receiver he causally mentioned  . . . yaknow  Flights of fancy

she chuckledcaught herself  wasnt sure if she was correct what she was chucklinbout
                                                                                             Flights of fancy?
Donya think

I’m not the FAA you . you . . . can you be more specific?

he roaredlaughin tickled the hell out of him
                                                  I think Ill let you tell me
I should tell you?
Ohyaknow  Ya can tell me

silent chuckle turned audible giggle
                                         gathering herselfstill listening to his laughter   Sleep over.
Crushed it babycrushed it
                           Who says tha

Grade school teenage girls. We’re having a sleep over, ask your folks.

Yah  Little girls young girls
                                A sleep over
Id say I was crashin . .
. . Crashing. YES. Accurate.

   Why?

PerhapsI don know
                        Perhaps to suggest something salacious
Though on its face  lugubrious
                                  Or    If I may
Oh you maycan’t wait.

   Lubegubrious   In separate bedrooms
                               HAnearly broke his eardrum
Yeow  Tha hurt
I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m so sorry . . . didn’t see that comin . .
. . Cummin
            Hayes cumming.

Masters of their domains

Their teenytiny domains.

I don know coudnt say
                         Havent been to the bathroom with either
JESUS!domains not physical attributes

   OH

1744,  reggaefriday,  31  1. 25
1141,  Sunday,  2  2. 25

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