The Suit
The Suit
His charm is his strongest skill.
In his black business suit
he’s so handsome,
his looks help seal the deal.
But the root of the problem is his love for
the bottle and how hot his throttle is for
teenage models,
the same age as his daughter.
He travels all the time on business,
living out of his suitcase.
His expense account keeps him
Locked and loaded most of the time.
Jets take him all over the globe,
but his life is going nowhere,
but in the bottle and the hot throttle
between his legs, where a
hot model’s head is.
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