Soft brown hair lifted by the wind in your Speedboat

foster near 50th, Portland OR

Description

Your eyes linger upon my long and lean frame while I struggle to determine why my card was declined In line I wait to see if the fellow with the glasses is behind the counter- the one I can't get off my mind Let's just say if it were you, me and some rope in a room I wouldn't mind getting in a bind See you soon :)