Random Word: Nana
Grace pulled the curtains and waved him to the bed. She was soon naked not caring what sagged where. The last time everything had pointed up on its own, Kennedy had got shot. What counted was that he was young and definitely nothing was sagging. Hmm, Nana wanted…Nana got.
Friday, 25 September 2009
Two teenage friends in the 1940’s
Fredrick : Why can’t boys kiss?
Harold: They can.
Fredrick: What boys kiss boys?
Harold: Yuk no. Its wrong in the eyes of God.
Fredrick I thought God loved you?
Harold : He does.
Fredrick: So if you kiss and love, He must approve?