Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Stacey (214/365)

Stacey O.: She was like a big bowl of ice cream sitting on the counter; so cold to start but with each passing minute she began to soften and melt, eventually turning into something creamy, satisfying and delicious. Initially swore to Forever Enemies, was I wrong...

2 comments:

Helen said...

Ooh, I like this one a lot...

Indigo Bunting said...

This is really, really nice.