It was love at first sight.
Pure, innocent love.
Zaki tried to sway my opinions but my eyes were
transfixed on her ... and ONLY her.
There was no changing or doubting my mind.
I admired the healthy lustre of her skin and her
well-defined curves. If there was ever dangerous
curves, hers were the most lethal and potent.
Deep down in my mind I just knew she was it.
I just had to get her.
There was no halting me now. I will climb the
tallest of coconut trees and swim in a hammerhead-
shark infested sea with a frikkin' open wound just
to get the apple of my eyes.
I neared her to sample her skin.
Soft.Smooth.And, slick.
It was time to get it on!
But my hopes were dashed as fast as you can say
"damn!"
She wasn't suitable for me. Na-uh.
She was too damn frikkin tight and hard as it was,
I had to let her go.
A superb creation of the modern world.
Such was the beauty and class of the Nike Mercurial Talaria.
And such was my brief affair with those tantalising boots.
P.S And what were you guys thinking you sick pervs?!
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
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