I am a bottle that
keeps filling with life.
Every so often someone
knocks me over and I
spill all over the place
and feel empty.
I'm just a gigolo...
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OK. The truth be told, I guess I was a gigolo at one time.
I wasn't trying to be. But a woman I had sex with paid me for my time. It
started cuz I missed w...
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