The refreshment stand was in the last stable at the end. I paid two-fifty for a large lemonade with ice — one quarter of my day’s wages. The old l...dy at the counter put a top on it and handed me a straw. I stuffed my change in my pocket and went off sipping. It was good — not too sweet, definitely not from a mix — and I needed it after my performance. My mouth was dry, but more from nerves than from blowing. It’s weird: playing a simple melody for a few undemanding old people gives me the. When I’m with my friends, I just do the usual thing of going out and having a few social drinks. When I’m on my own however, I begin to write. When writing, I feel this enormous amount of ideas entire my head, but unfortunately don’t have time to write them all down before they disappear. As an author, this can get pretty annoying, and I’m sure many other authors will agree with me on that one. But for that one perfect idea, I begin to write it, often deleting massive chunks of the writing to. Leise, der Hilflosigkeit geborene Gebete richtete sie an den Schöpfer, er möge sie behüten. Konnte Gott in diesen Momenten überhaupt etwas hören, oder war sie am Ende gerade Teil des Jüngsten Tages? War der Himmel geschwärzt vom Zorn Gottes?Ein Blitz tauchte die Felsen um sie herum in gleißendes Weiß. Doch in der Mitte blieb ein dunkler Fleck. Ein Fleck der Finsternis. Eine Höhle. Ein Zugang zu einer anderen, trockenen Welt. Im Stillen dankte das durch nässte Mädchen Gott für dieses Zeichen und. . I want to be able to feel a cock '' Raw ' 'I want to feel its warmth without rubber, I want to be able to play with its foreskin, with my fingers and not least my lips and tongue, I don't like having a cock in the mouth that shoots its warmth and delicious load in a rubber holster, it takes pleasure from me, as it kind of turns me on a lot, the hot sticky and warm sperm that pumps and gurgles hot and in a warm '' lava '' flow like, into my mouth and slides slowly and deliciously Down in my.