Monday, June 14, 2004
 linda was a teenage runaway. long hair. bare feet. short nails. hot eyes. brown skin. smooth cheeks. wild mind. hard tounge. somehow bigger than life. somehow from another place entirely. somehow found the best people to migrate with. somehow made everyone better who she mixed in with. if msg had titties. nice full non allergic ones.
on a campus surrounded by beach there were hot chicks everywhere. she was the type of girl who was so sexy that she made you repeatedly reevaluate your girlfriend.
youd think things like my girlfriend doesnt climb trees. or walk around in a dayglow strapless bikini top and cut offs. my girlfriend cant roll a joint one handed while telling you about the dead show she was at last weekend. my girlfriend doesnt have lips like those or eyes like those or stories like hers or energy like her or pixie dust falling from her everythings.
and lots of the boys would say the wrong things to her and she would just exhale and run off or hop on an awaiting scooter.
magic powers of seductiveness that was equalparts innocent and guilty witchcraft and so natural.
she once made a man jump out of a two story building wearing a dress breaking both of his legs.
no one knows what she did or what she said to the young man to make him do such a thing
but theres no doubt
shes to blame.
she might even agree that shes to blame.
well somehow she ended up in the navy.
and the navy tamed her.
some folks say she was ready to be tamed and the navy was the luckier of the two because she could have sunk the whole damn fleet if she wanted, but she not only obeyed, she excelled.
one night she visited me in my san francisco bachelor pad, at the time she was stationed at treasure island, not far away.
in the middle of the night i noticed she wasnt next to me and i heard scrubbing and i went into the bathroom and she explained how she hadnt cleaned a head in over a day and it was weird for her.
so i let her clean the head.
real good.
so it wouldnt be weird for her.
and now shes a prison guard working death row.
where all the inmates love her.
and just last week she was on her vacation and she came through town and we ate at fred 62, the hip little coffee shop on vermont, and we drove around hollywood and beverly hills and sunset plaza drive, and everyone has a few people in their lives who will always love you and in their eyes you can do no wrong.
and thats
how i feel about linda.
lesbian + bukkake + berkley
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