If I was into girls, I'd do you,_ I tell him honestly. He leans forward conspiratorially. __sst, I'll let you in on a secret Fred,_ he glances sheepishly from side to side. __ actually have a cock. Don't tell anyone, it would ruin my reputation. But feel free to do me any time you want.

The man was more highly strung than Margaret Thatcher on the rag, God rest her.

I__ practically groped her under the guise of helping her get out a stain, but still, she looked like she found me about as appealing as second-hand underpants.

You__e virtually unknown over in the States. This could be the thing that helps you crack America. I can just see it now, a picture of you reclining in a pair of tighty whiteys advertising for Calvin Klein on the side of a skyscraper.___uck, man. Are you a psychic? How did you know that__ my one true dream?

You are the moon that breaks the night . You are the fear that I hate to fight. Times are wrong in all that is done. My treasure is love that I give to only one. Cherrish the treasures given to your heart and never let anything hurt from the start. You chose your path so accept and believe, that peace love and light are needed to breathe.

With my guitar, I could write my own stories, my own poems, and my own destiny. No one could take away the feelings, the emotions or the truth of my notes. They could hide secrets and provoke images of words that never should be whispered. I could compose the melody of my aching heart and write into it my own happily ever after since no one seemed to think after all my suffering I deserved one. That's okay, I would make my own.