The Red lights Of Amsterdam

• A Fool, the one who travelled to Amsterdam's red light district thinking to show all the girls what he was all about, a real man "Oh what a joke, when he arrived he went to the tourist office, walked  In saying where's the girls the red light area as if you had to ask
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• A Fool, stood on a bridge over the canal plucking up the courage to pay for a girl, stupidly asking how much, depend on what you want she told him, she gave him a rundown of what she could do and much it cost, he fumbled his pockets to see if he had enough money to pay at least for the basics
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•  A Fool, the beautiful oriental girl sat astride him long black hair falling on his chest small very petite she was so sexy he caressed her breasts  and stroked her silky black hair he'd never ever caressed such a beautiful girl before
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• A fool, couldn't get it on
• Relax she told him but that didn't work he found it too clinical, especially when she took a condom from a draw that looked more like a plastic bottle
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• It was time to leave to save face, go back to hotel then come back when you've rested she said, he couldn't wait to get out of there, but as he got dressed she said she liked his t-shirt black lacost sleeveless a big green crocodile printed on the front, he was more than happy to part with the shirt In order to speed up his departure he never went back, the real truth I was that fool who went to the City that never sleeps and came back tail tucked between my legs

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