When there is sometimes that you don’t want the morning to come no more.

Thinks him.

When is the bus coming?

Thinks her.

ta chan!

Let´s don´t take a cab.

I might like the driver more than you

and you will have to walk home.

I like when you get home

and take off your panties right away.

I like imagining you so cold

in front of your clients.

makes me so horny.

you were not there any more,

I remember you coming in on the second floor.

i was  alone, languid,

my memory was killed.

i´ll wear a mask to fuck you,

so you can imagine me.

after that you´ll kill just a man with a mask

with the sweet recall of me fucking you.

don´t you come to me with strawberry cakes.

after a night of scratching and acting fake.

when she picked up the phone,

her voice reminded me of those letters with fragrance.

i had to hang up and put on my sunglasses.

I cover your way with shades

so nobody sees you coming to my place.