Stronger Than the Alcohol

The day’s activity is in stress’ cabinet, let dusk give us some revival citizens of night life are so ready to give a good time floods of music, muscled men protecting the different arenas stopped at the border of one which seem to attract fun’s immigrants a bold and majestic entrance showcases my suave flashing goddesses in human form fall for the charm reserved to mild drinking, knowingly attracts a watching bint chatting, laughing and more wine, time speeds up its wheels stepping in the main department to kill worry’s threats lips licking, angle-eyed contacts and dancing fingers on the cup’s lid the signals are clear for us to advance to the main show at home and both so drunk, what’s next, we need not ratify this private dance floor is less in activities and lesser sanity she falls to bed so openly for me to freely browse two must tangle for such satisfaction to produce its oil the pleasure would be ill-gotten, so I do same without touching her.