Darling that is perfect, nothing wrong with sticky fingers... part of the fun of a good honey button... honey.

Simply exhausted, entertained a very bright young thing last night down from your Northern parts. Introduced him to the big smoke, and a little smoke from my good friend Chang... I do so enjoy corrupting the youth, but just getting into my Egyptian cotton sheets as the birds were at their mating game, flirting with the morning sun, has drained me of all vitality today.

I may lay quietly in the King's Arms (no tattoos I hope) and listen in on you more energetic little comets.

Post edited by: Dotty S Parker, at: 2006/02/15 13:44