December 2nd, 2008

His overpowering, awkward masculine scent would throw me off the tracks occasionally. It meant that now manhood was his forte, his strength and that I have found my Achilles' heel.

I wondered if they knew, they were battling each other. On one side of the ring, was a familiar, but not always trusted, figure. On the other, a novel symbol of sheer, elusive hope.

Posted by azlia at 12:43 AM in humerus | I think.
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