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geesus he was tired...as tired as his friend Coaster Dude was after that whirlwind ride to Kansas city...and he didn't take any pics of the HARLEY MUSEUM...dang him!!!
he'd gone to the party at the end of the racing season at Del Mar last nite
the Cougar couples were there
he kept his left hand inside his pants pocket and fingered the pair of scizzors there
the sheathe was off...and tiny slices brought droplets of blood that eventually showed thru the ivory hue...his graze moved around the room...and lingered on every beautiful blonde
was she there...somewhere in the crowd...the woman who wanted him to cut her heart out
to fill in the spaces in his head
the ponies were still roaring around the track yesterday and he could still feel them pounding in his head today
that exciting but deadly feeling...the one that was so focused that practically nothing could take his attention to another place
but he had to find her soon or the high would disintegrate into chaos...then simple rage would control him and nothing would appease him
"is it THAT blonde?" he thought
geesus he was tired...as tired as his friend Coaster Dude was after that whirlwind ride to Kansas city...and he didn't take any pics of the HARLEY MUSEUM...dang him!!!
he'd gone to the party at the end of the racing season at Del Mar last nite
the Cougar couples were there
he kept his left hand inside his pants pocket and fingered the pair of scizzors there
the sheathe was off...and tiny slices brought droplets of blood that eventually showed thru the ivory hue...his graze moved around the room...and lingered on every beautiful blonde
was she there...somewhere in the crowd...the woman who wanted him to cut her heart out
to fill in the spaces in his head
the ponies were still roaring around the track yesterday and he could still feel them pounding in his head today
that exciting but deadly feeling...the one that was so focused that practically nothing could take his attention to another place
but he had to find her soon or the high would disintegrate into chaos...then simple rage would control him and nothing would appease him
"is it THAT blonde?" he thought