Should We Find Out? I text you back, wishing I was your phone, my head between your legs in place of your I-phone. Maybe if she met him in the lobby or on the street she could maintain some distance, a safe space between them for a little while longer. Your 17 year old boy has pictures on his cellphone that could buy him 40 years in prison.
Alle am Wichsen . Geil , ich auch . Spritz gleich ab .