06 April, 2005

Tanline, Ho!

...it's not very cherry, it's an oldie but a goodie....

A seagull screams above the parking lot. As sun licks my naked arms and legs, I'm transported to the beach, buying eggs and juice to bring back to the efficiency, because twelve dollars a person for breakfast is simply too much.

What's the temperature? I don't even care. The top comes off, and despite the mucho grande nalgas (less mucho than a month ago, mind) I slither into the bikini to roast.

Mmmm. Bring it on.

(Surf City; Jan and Dean)

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