Stunt

A body now beseiged by man breasts, I pull one out, the left one, the one most vulnerable to your driving skills, and not so much as try to make out with myself in public but am looking to see if I really can kiss my own nipple. How far can I move this huge body around in this tiny car? Will I be a good prostitute in the next after? You see, it is going to be a cruel winter, and I just want to see you laugh, hard,one more time before the pieces between the brain gives us instructions that have become almost atavistic in its own memories. Horde heavy clothing,wads of cash, pay bills sooner, clean out your colon, love longer and harder. This stunt is as close as I can try to leave you something anything before i go.