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I noticed You're still as pretty as ever The same gorgeous haunting eyes All woman You're still as sexy as ever The same naked hungry thighs Yeah, You're still a heart-stopping thrill A whisper A moan The thrashing tail You're still the scorching vixen With a storm in your sail I've read this story Your story Our story Completely Closed that book Bloodthirsty It'll take more than the crazy sex and so-called love To satisfy me Now Much much more Than that More Than That; © 2008 Ahkenaton