“Save A Prayer”

I reluctantly agreed to go back to Shitsville Oklahoma for another week tomorrow. Amber is mad at me for it, but she’s still coming over after she’s out of  her shit hole convenient store job and a change of cloths.

So tonight I have to breathe in enough of the scent of her gorgeous red hair, and savor enough of the taste of her body to last me a week. I’ve  sworn her off so many times, but I just can’t resist, and she’s honest and faithful and a size 2 and absolutely beautiful, plus ten years younger than me, which works quite well with my whole Peter Pan personality.

My family has quite the distaste for her. One because of the lifestyle the two of us live and two for the militant Irish leftist politics of her father. He almost talked us into moving to Belfast a few months back.

Anyway, she should be here any minute so time for a song of love. Duran Duran, Save A Prayer.