The most ardent of

I turned my back while walking in the wind in my hair behind

Did you now?

Oh a gang a gang coming towards me!

fashion skirt tattoo, I'm hanging zero-athletes



I started sweating sun burns

I slowly approach you hot



I can not keep myself slowly shook a hip

sport car came with a handsome

it was not based on the most ardent



I could not take a car overtaking them got on with the breast stroke

I opened a button,

I've put my glasses and relax.



unkempt torn socks



hot blond blue eyes was enough to impress her, even



I impressed her first

I myself love her second

The third asked me to lie

fourth,What could be



The most ardent of my street but it was not science.



Neil Oswald Leonard Petrica