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Date Posted: 23:53:35 05/14/02 Tue
Author: martino sapone
Author Host/IP: in-addr.btopenworld.com / 62.6.91.200
Subject: : deadly

: love is in the blood.



: the aura of the 'beautiful' masculine could be felt long before his presence was harkend amongst the ongoing flow of humans moving through the landscape. he was by foot, on occasion, clad regally in valentino denim flared to limbs, versace shirt of the finest ebony textile slung about the muscular torso. don't mix labels? eh, he pulled it off with ease and glamour to boot. the knuckles were adorned in quantity of silver and platinum, merged to create an effect of supreme wealth and royalty. :
: alone he was, hungering for attention of a female which he had fasted from for almost three days, now. for him, that was eternity. casually, the elegant limbs surged him amongst a clutter of upturned crates and boxes, and he settled amongst the new-found perch like a feline - bred for the cat walk. :
: the mocha labrum took residence to a slender ivory stick of tobacco, the thick smoke whirling in plumes from it's inhabitation of his lungs, inflated beneath a flawless covering of mahogany pelt. the italian was at his prime - 27 years old, healthy, and truley admirable. :
: the orbis were fringed intensly with thick coal lashes, and the pupils were lashed heavily with gold and almost shone with their lustre amongst the somewhat dull lumination of the alleyway. he himself was radiant. unmistakable, his scent purged the air - a hint of citrus panging amongst the tobacco and a twist of the expensive cologne he splashed liberally about the neckline, all finished off with a hint of marujana. :
: carnage encrusted fingertips scoured the hemline of the shirt, casually lifting it somewhat to allow the viewer access upon the 'washboard' abdomenils and the smooth, flawless pelt. these fingers were highly skilled in the art of pleasure; able to induce orgasm at the slightest tweak. a sigh accompnied the smoke from orafice - just to draw attention to himself. :
: there he was - perfection, for the taking :

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