Being who she is, no one would fuck with her but meRepresenting everyone else's past, but to me she is destinyThe best of her days could easily had been in her last bowlBut here we are standing at the...

  Standing on the rocks looking far and away at the waveI saw you alone and naked, passed back and forth between the wavesExistence was confronting me, the froth was little more than covering The turbulence of the whirlpools was...

  She's starting to love my shitWatch her wrap her lips around me and try another hitShit so fucking powerful, she started coughing a bitHaha fuck that shit Boo, I want to see you deep throat it Pull on that motherfucker,...

Miles Corbin, a footloose writer of "Sinful Persuasion", and a number of other trashy novels now in Bethlehem, a town in New York, chasing rainbows and Bohemian girls. He lived alone in a cheap apartment over a massage parlor,...