JOEL

44.JOEL

Hi! My name is Joel! This beautiful woman had me while I was homeless. She’s a cougar and age but a number. I asked her if she wanted to do drugs with me, but she said, ‘No!’ and I haven’t seen much of her since. But I know she’s thinking of me as lovers often think of each other. Drugs are everywhere. I don’t see how people have such a hang up about them. Maybe it’s because the stronger ones have the potential of ending a life. But, I mean, everybody has had some form of drug that alleviates the pain of living. Chocolate’s a drug. Coffee’s a drug. Life activities are like drugs too because they are very addicting…sex, riding bicycle, ordering magazines, mail order, writing, and…hey, life itself is a big drug! Getting back to one of my favorite drugs, sex, I remember how we shared wine, drank wine, and drank love from each other. Once we walked miles together to find a remote empty room. Another time I walked her out to a desolate field and she was excited every step of the way! I bet it was strange for her to walk around after our love-making session, being covered in red dirt and all. It probably stained her tank top and ruined her shoes. She’d arranged to rendezvous at a hotel, but as Hall n’ Oates would say, ‘I can’t go for that!’ It was a thrill to be with her down the hill from the shelter inside her tent where she fed me sandwiches and drinks. Once I tried to stay in a shelter, but they kicked me out because while I was having a smoke in the designated smoking area, I had to take a piss. Oh well! It was a kick once having her undercover while watching the security people walking around and working. They were working while I was indulging in what I love…just the thought of it is such a gas! Well, whatever your drug of choice, perhaps it’s best to simply nap or meditate to temporarily escape all these experimental drugs. Cheers!

Mahalo! (Thank You!)

Home Boy Barbie

JOEL

$50.00

About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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