I heard the door open and there was silence, until Heather pushed me off of her and yelled at her brother to get lost
. I fingered her through her cotton panties, and for the first time, I could feel her sticky, wet heat.
. I hope the memories will always last,
Memories of a happier past,
I hope the memories will never end,
Memories of a special friend,
I pray the memories never grow cold,
And burn like the fires of times of old. As I lie awake in my lonely bed,
Thoughts of you still fill my head,
Wondering where you could have went,
The pillowcase still has your delicate scent,
Like the memories that linger on,
Long after you have up and gone
I heard the door open and there was silence, until Heather pushed me off of her and yelled at her brother to get lost
. I fingered her through her cotton panties, and for the first time, I could feel her sticky, wet heat.
. I hope the memories will always last,
Memories of a happier past,
I hope the memories will never end,
Memories of a special friend,
I pray the memories never grow cold,
And burn like the fires of times of old. As I lie awake in my lonely bed,
Thoughts of you still fill my head,
Wondering where you could have went,
The pillowcase still has your delicate scent,
Like the memories that linger on,
Long after you have up and gone
I heard the door open and there was silence, until Heather pushed me off of her and yelled at her brother to get lost
. I fingered her through her cotton panties, and for the first time, I could feel her sticky, wet heat.
. I hope the memories will always last,
Memories of a happier past,
I hope the memories will never end,
Memories of a special friend,
I pray the memories never grow cold,
And burn like the fires of times of old. As I lie awake in my lonely bed,
Thoughts of you still fill my head,
Wondering where you could have went,
The pillowcase still has your delicate scent,
Like the memories that linger on,
Long after you have up and gone
