Treasure Island

David Darbyshire

(6/11/54 / Darwen England)

Be my Mentor


I am going to have a shower and shave
Then I want to be your personal slave
To kiss and cuddle hug and hold
Also take care of the household

It is very hard you will have a lot of responsibility
To take control of me to the best of your ability
Tell me what you want what you really wish for
You will have to guide me show me be my mentor

I really do not mind being told what to do
As long as I can give all my love to you
The rest is easy daily chores and things
And answering the door when the bell rings


CK Brazil is My Mentor 4ever xxx

Submitted: Friday, October 05, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, April 13, 2011

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