I oft go to a loft aloft in the sky. I go alone, because I enjoy the company of a lofty intellect.

“As we were walking home the other night, Orafoura turned to me and said, “Were …”

“I want to scrape earwax out of your ears like the last of the chunky peanut but…”

“She walked by and I said, Nice shirt. What I really meant was, Nice tits.”

“I don’t need a blanket. I need your naked body on top of me.
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