The first story of a series of stories.
Music, it has a direct line to our very soul, for me it is all I have ever known, right from the age of four years old I held a guitar in my hand, dealt a steady rhythm on the piano, and was able to get in touch with my inner Beethoven using my father’s old trumpet. It’d seemed to me that music would be my only love, and so it was, that was in till I discovered the joys of sex. Yes,...Read On
Added: 27 Jan 2013 | Category: Love Stories |
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