Living I dreamt of a place A morning walk and not a race Where people are not united by epidemics Where teenager's are happy and not mentally sick Where orange is the colour of setting sun and not the setting country Where great people deserve their nam Read More...
Legs Her legs were beautiful I am talking about my neighbour.A girl of age 25.I just loved her legs.Ya you can call me a pervert for that. It was hard for me not to appreciate those legs. It seemed like gods creation. Like a very beautifully sculpted sculpture of some greek goddess. Eve Read More...
