All I remember is the room w/ mattress on the floor, massage table leaned up against the wall, paper grocery bag w/ clothes in it I think, and the pillow that was like a greasy wafer. I think the entire mattress was like saturated in dirt merchant oils that gelled up to hold it together.
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Thinking of cracked-out and/or tweaking whores getting their throats and asses brutalized for the next hit makes me hard. --Rear Admiral