A day imprinted on my mind,still as fresh as if yesterday....yet i now find i have to carry a tiny jotting book to scribble down and remember a shopping list from the morrow of the day only a few hours old so that i do not forget. Perhaps the first men on the moon was far more important than a few trinkets....and talking of trinkets i bought a really nice smutty red nail varnish for when i am home alone soon.The slut inside me screamed yes...but what would the men in the moon think..or even myself back then on that sunny day, now knowing i pull on the twisted stockings...flip the suspender belt and trade my whores....life is indeed unusual....
Wednesday 20th July 2011.
A day imprinted on my mind,still as fresh as if yesterday....yet i now find i have to carry a tiny jotting book to scribble down and remember a shopping list from the morrow of the day only a few hours old so that i do not forget. Perhaps the first men on the moon was far more important than a few trinkets....and talking of trinkets i bought a really nice smutty red nail varnish for when i am home alone soon.The slut inside me screamed yes...but what would the men in the moon think..or even myself back then on that sunny day, now knowing i pull on the twisted stockings...flip the suspender belt and trade my whores....life is indeed unusual....
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