Lady Grinning Soul.
Fetish.
Woke up late the next morning. Arms wrapped around the foxy lead singer. I felt so sick. My head was pounding. But seeing that cute blonde made me smile. When her eyes fluttered open, she looked very pleased also.
"I'm Daniella. What's your name, honey?"
Lit a cigarette. Watched her cute face smile.
"I'm Cherie. Can I have a drag?"
Passed her the cigarette. She was gorgeous. We spoke of our feelings, likes and dislikes, and our dreams. We realized we both love David Bowie. She loved to do drugs. So did I.
I felt complete with the beautiful Cherie.
"I'm Daniella. What's your name, honey?"
Lit a cigarette. Watched her cute face smile.
"I'm Cherie. Can I have a drag?"
Passed her the cigarette. She was gorgeous. We spoke of our feelings, likes and dislikes, and our dreams. We realized we both love David Bowie. She loved to do drugs. So did I.
I felt complete with the beautiful Cherie.