A stripper lived in my loft building a few years ago and we hung out quite a bit. Naturally people started saying that we were an item because I guess we were pretty much inseparable for a while. My friends would bust me out and ask me if she was my girlfriend, etc. You know, all in good fun. Her name was Alana. She was really pretty. And smart too. But she had deeply-seeded emotional issues, as well as a really bad coke habit. She was really good in bed though. The end.
__________________ SPACER Heights by great men reached and kept
Were not obtained by sudden flight,
But they, while their companions slept,
Were toiling upward in the night.
-HWL |